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I feel it break
As it begins to drip down my leg
My innocence

My legs shake
Tears begin to fill my eyes
I can no longer see

My mind is empty
My thoughts are pointless
How does someone get pleasure from this

Does the misery bring joy
or does the pain bring laughter
Maybe consent offers something extra

Im scared to try it again
Maybe it won't be any better

Broken flesh
Dripping blood
Screams of torment
Laughter of pride
Soon it's over
Now it's done
Innocence taken
Misery's gone

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Comments (1)

It's a wonderful poem. I am so sorry. I love the concept.