Ruined
You said “ she was asking for it “,
You said “ she was an easy target”,
You said “ she was a slut”,
You said, “ she had bruises because you hit it hard”.
But what you didn’t know was that …
She couldn’t afford new clothes that would fit,
You didn’t know that her so-called friends made her chug,
You didn’t know that she was kissed by the most popular jerk and he made it seem like other things occurred that didn’t
You didn’t know that when she gets home her dad beats her because of anger with himself
You didn’t know that she was screaming because of the scratches and bruises he put there
But you had to do it,
you were thinking about the thing in your pants,
Not the thing in your God-given noggin’.
You shouldn’t have raped her.
Ruined
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