There's A Problem
sleepless nights...her mind racing...she starts to cry.
she yells for help...but it's as if no one can hear her.
she panics, her mind still, she's confused, her soul is lost within itself.
no one understands; not even her; can someone tell her whats going on?
help her figure out the problem;
she knows the problem........she has just been raped.
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