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Scarred For Life


I hear my name in the falling rain. The sun shines on what is done. His voice said I had no choice. Approach my fears showing not tears. Depression & disgust through the years. No men to trust drinking beer. I do not approve of my virginity at 12, Which was unlawfully & criminally removed so awfully. Sinning alluriity violating my purity. Who is near me is what I fear to see. Yearning hatred a desire to destroy. I was just a sick toy for his insane joy. Saturation absorbing irritation. Ignorant complications across all nations. Abomination growing aggravation. Hesistations of all infatuations. Corrupted imaginations their cursed creation. Erupted evil into a child’s household. Unearthed a hex of disease like metaphoric killer bees.
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Harmony Sapphire

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