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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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torenceeugene
You're never alone. I've been there. I know how it feels to be violated. You're beautiful. You're strong. Don't ever stop holding on.

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