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She doesn't feel clean anymore.
All used up like a dirty whore.
The men came around and asked for more.
But she couldn't take it anymore.

Leave me alone!
She yelled out loud.
I'm not a part
of this filthy crowd!

She went back home
and took a hot shower.
She thought about
her loss of power.

Once she was an angel.
But that was just the trouble, see.
Her smile lit up like a candle.
These men could not resist her glee.

One at a time.
She turned them down.
And that mistake sure made them frown.

They began to rip and tear.
At her shirt and underwear.
They forced her body to be seen.
As she wildly kicked and screamed.

Headlights shone
upon the group.
They all ran off.
She fell on a stoop.

She sat there as she poured her tears.
I hope they don't come back she fears.
She lifts herself off of the ground.
And takes a good look all around.

No one's there.
She

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*Just read this after a number of years. Guess i never finished this writing. But it sure does ring with current times as more women are speaking up about this kind of scare. So, i have decided to check the publish button and let it be. Even if someone would have to dig for it to see it at all. 10/9/18

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