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A truly sad poem about the rape of a 16 year old who now has no reason to live.
A few years ago, this happened to my friend. and I wanted people to know about the disgusting ways of rapists.
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Here I stand,
alone and afraid;
feeling filthy and unwanted.
he took my soul;
I am nothing now.
nothing but a lost wanderer.
wandering this cruel world
thinking why he did what he did, to me.
I didn't deserve this punishment.
didn't deserve it at all.
but when he grabbed me and began ripping my dignity away bit by bit,
the fear arose within me.
he touched me over and over.
told me I would soon die.
told me I was a "whore".
in a way, I did die.
in a way, I am still here.
a lost wanderer.
alone and afraid.
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