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She still lay hunched over, It had all happened in a blur, She tried not to recall, But it was all she could do about, What happened was; A nightmare, devastation. Her innocence corrupted, like the gum on the road Under her nose. It was happening She had just become another victim, A possibilty she had never phantomed, She listened to her heart's rythum, She wished for it to stop, She tried and tried, To wipe her tears, To muffle her sobs, To get up and run, But all she could do was, To think what he had done.
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 2:56 PM UTC
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She still lay hunched over, It had all happened in a blur, She tried not to recall, But it was all she could do about, What happened was; A nightmare, devastation. Her innocence corrupted, like the gum on the road Under her nose. It was happening She had just become another victim, A possibilty she had never phantomed, She listened to her heart's rythum, She wished for it to stop, She tried and tried, To wipe her tears, To muffle her sobs, To get up and run, But all she could do was, To think what he had done.
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 2:56 PM UTC
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