Almost Stolen "V"
The Shivers, that's all that ran through my head
His hands forcefully holding me down
My mind and heart said NO ! but he demanded yes ..
Legs squeezed tight, while his hands down low
PREGNANCY , DISEASES, Im too young i thought
But he didnt care
These young boys only want have sex, but never think of the consequences
Th begging, the pleading for him to stop only made me wish even more i hadn't gotten on that train
As i felt the tears roll down my sweet honey brown cheeks, I wanted to be in my mothers arms, just one last time..
KNOCK ! KNOCK !
The knocks that saved me, the knocks that god had sent me
The knocks that saved My Precious Virginity.
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