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Nov 2010
Rushed over to avoid suspicion
He is confident and you are scared.

He pulls you to the room
You concentrate on its filth
Instead of thinking of what is to come.

Clothes fall off and you are too young for this
But he could leave.

Passion comes soon but not enough to overwhelm.
And so the pain of first remains.

He shouts. You're silent. He has not looked at you yet.
Not from personal experience!
Written by
lacey deere
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