Rape me please,
do it again,
just like you did before.
Throw me down
I'll hit the floor
make sure you lock the door.
A beer or two I thought I drank,
but it had to of been more.
Blood all over,
cuts and scrapes.
what did you need the handcuffs for?
Don't help me up!
I'm OK...
unconscious I will stay.
till once again
you do it again
just like you did before...


(**Some people may get very confused by this poem thinking I want the rape
to happen all over again but that's not at all what this poem is about. It's
more about fear and the way I must live everyday knowing that the person is
still wanting more, that the rapist is still out there and can still find
me. Hope you guys like the poem and understand from inside your heart...read
it twice if you must.)
 
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