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rape

Contributed by falling_octember on Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 04:20:04 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



theres not much she rembers about the day
she says it was rainy, gloomy and grey
"come up to my room to play" they would say that everyday
nothing had happened there before
she thought as she opened the door
something felt different something felt wrong
little pieces of a puzzle places they didn't belong
big green sheets hung from the top of a bunk bed to hide
what happens inside
screams of pain and agony, a little girls cry
she kicks she yells, she hollers with all her might
"shut up!!! you'll get US introuble!!" she whimpers with fright
"want us to tell auntie you've been a bad girl?"
""no please!"' the little girl cries with fear, swallowing her tears
she thinks it's over she thinks she'll be free, gets up to run
"wait were not done with the fun" the evil vioce booms
terror in her eyes be strong little girl don't you cry
another time another crime
this time she doesn't resist she knows she can't win
be strong littel girl do not cry
laughs of terror a small girls worste fear
time to switch. it happens again.....this tim eit seems theres not end




Copyright © falling_octember ... [ 2004-10-29 16:20:04]
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Re: rape (User Rating: 1 )
by theMoth on Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 04:24:21 PM AEST
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That was very well
written.

The poetry
makes it even more
disturbing.

--Mothy


Re: rape (User Rating: 1 )
by lilracer37 on Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 04:26:50 PM AEST
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It was a very good poem, Im very extreamly sorry for your friend but its good your there for her.


Re: rape (User Rating: 1 )
by waos on Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 05:11:45 PM AEST
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that was so sad...that poor girl...


Re: rape (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Saturday, 30th October 2004 @ 09:05:19 AM AEST
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this was a very disturbing and chilling write, to know that things like that go on at daycare centres,powerful....the poor girl, *hugs*

takecare

pixie xx


Re: rape (User Rating: 1 )
by SuchGreatHeights on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 07:57:11 PM AEST
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the topic itself was chilling, the words were sad, and i started to cry throughout it. i hope god is with her, this is a powerful piece. i dont know if i should be sickened or saddened by this exposure to what we are supposed to call humans.




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