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Broken


You Raped Me.... and i allowed it. i said  no but maybe it wasnt loud enough, maybe it came out as a question mark, maybe the words never made it through my lips, maybe they got caught between my clintched teeth. So as i was laying there you thought it was okay. you pulled my clohes off and looked at me in delight; like i was about to satisfy all your needs. I felt like an empty shell; a body with no soul. you took what you wanted then had the nerve to apologies afterwords; but it was to late. the deed was done, you broke me

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I believe that god has a plan for me and is going to use me to do wonderful things and be a huge blessing in someones life. my life goal is to make an positive impact on others and to be happy The Mind Is A Beautiful Thing- me

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