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Jan 2021
He took my hand
Lead me to his bed
And I trusted him

Gave me sweets
Let me sit on his lap
And I smiled

He started to unbuttoned my dress
Touching my small rounded babies
Stroking my lips
While my smile faded

I tried holding on to my dress
Tears threatening my eyes
While looking through his eyes
As he turned into a monster

He continued to tore it into pieces
Rushing to take the underwear off
And finally I'm naked before him
As he bite his lip off now and then

Pushing me to the bed
Thrushing his ****
In and out of my well
Breathing heavily on top of me
Busy satisfying his quench

While I bled and bled
Staining his sheets
While he stained my heart
And took away my innocence
Maybe I didn't tell him to stop
HOPE
Written by
HOPE  29/F/South Africa
(29/F/South Africa)   
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