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Dec 2014
You forced yourself on me
That is a fact
You knew I didn't want it
That is a fact
Despite my weak arms attempting
With all their power
To push you off of me
You kept trying
And that is a fact

You said it was okay
This is a fact
But my question is:
Okay for who?
Despite our previous discussions
You continued to pin me down
And didn't stop
Until someone else found us
And tore you off of me.
These are all facts.

But when it comes down to it
My friends think we just hooked up
They believe it was enjoyable for me
Because there were only three people in that room that night
Only three people who know
The facts.
Brooke Bello
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