How could You simply stand aside-
You who holds all power in Your hands-
Or were You seated on Your throne,
High and lofty,
Watching on,
As I lay pinned to my bed?
What kind of Love are You
To hear my cries and pleas
And allow my innocence to be pierced through
While You waited as Evil played
'Til it was done?
Tell me!
Answer me!
Look at me!
Did You cry?
Did You feel what I did?
This is to God about me getting raped
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talk about emotion, this is exactly how i felt while i was forced to the ground, every failed scream that tried to escape was just another reminder that i wasn't able to get away. this is intense and really good. if your up for talking about it message me, i fond it very helpful to talk to others who have gone through the same thing as i have. love ~ monkey
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Thank you for your spport. I had a longer version, but that version was too personal for AP.
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oh. i'm so sorry. i have a friend who was sexually abused. if you need to talk i'm here to help.
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Thank you.
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i love your poetry. You can feel the emotion of the poem just grasping you
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Thank you. I don't even try to make it sound the way it does... poetry just comes to me.
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was this real or did you just write it?
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it is real
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