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Beast


My body was a temple my heart made of gold a stranger he was so impulsive and so bold he took what was mine innocence forgotten as he crossed the line never trust dazzling eyes he was no man but a beast in disguise he left me alone nowhere to go not even a home but i am a warrior never again to be pushed around he is at my mercy I'm taking him down
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leemur91
Rape and sex trafficking is a serious problem in the world. My poem is aimed to help fight against sex trafficking and bring awareness in the eyes of others.

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