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Learning to move on


He raped me 

Since I said no before I went to his place

He said we didnt have to have sex

I thought we were just gotta have some drinks and hang out

I know there are things i shouldnt of done 

It all goes through my head  If I would not of done this it wouldnt of happened

But it did and he got what he wanted to have sex 

You are left with no issues 

I am left with resentment and worries 

Becoming shattered

I need to pick up the pieces 

At first it hurt then I learned to wear gloves 

It became less painful 

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