rape awareness
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What's the point of living now,
When your dreams are going to die
Like the flowers in the sun
And the vapour inthe wind
One minute you are living,
The life you dreamt of living
What's the point of living now,
When your dreams are going to die
Like the flowers in the sun
And the vapour inthe wind
One minute you are living,
The life you dreamt of living
it won't last long.
just close your eyes.
it won't last long.
just let him take you.
otherwise,
he'll rip you to shreds.
otherwise,
he'll never let you out alive.
She called at four am.
Sobbing into the phone, we were both barely past ten.
He had touched her with his sweaty hands,
and looked at her with his lustful eyes.
He had ripped her out of bed,
