Down under the bridge,
Below the speeding cars,
The young virgin
Screamed
"Rape!" as the dark-haired
Man tore through her
Clothes, with sick
Lust in each movement
Her body was just another
Game for him, and
He knew he would win.
As he pushed inside
Her she began to
Weep,
And with each new plea
To stop he only drove
In deeper and harder
Then after he had
Finished with her
He pulled out and
Laughed
As he walked away
Into the night
And as she lay
Bleeding on the cold,
Unforgiving concrete
She asked herself
How she could
Go on living-
And still the cars
Above
Sped on down the highway
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And not even she, will ever know his name. Was it you?
Comments
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god...this happening, its so hard to read some of these. this one especially. knowing that these things happen and life just goes on above or around.
so sad, thanks for telling your story
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wow
This is very interesting. It's definetly emotional. A very odd thing to write about.
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