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Rape


Held by the shackles of shame and hatred Walking with this loathe for men for the rest of my life Gosh! He took away my innocence forcefully It was painful Every day of my life this act play as a flashback He wounded my heart Words can't describe how I feel I am broken Who will fight for me I want revenge for my soul I want justice to take the lead I don't need a psychotherapist I need justice to heal my broken soul
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AKOR EMMANUELLA

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