Hurt ans lost
We been through a lot together, we laughed, cracked jokes, and enjoyed our selves until that one person in your life was taking out,you became so violent every time you come home you always find something to pick at, If it was not right or correct you would hit me non stop and i would cry out for help but no one would hear me, later you would come in my room and touch me in places where your hands didn't belong and i would just stay silent and cry and he wouldnt even notice the pain was horrible and excruciating you knew i did not being touched in that place, the next day you would do the same thing but instead of touching me you raped me and i tried to scream but it was useless because no one could hear me. It hurted so bad that i didn't know what to do i couldn't escape or run anywhere because there was no place to go because we didn't have any neighbors.
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