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I still feel your touch
I can still fell your touch.
Fell you on top of me.
As you force your way in.
The stabbing pain betwenn my legs.
The stinging pain.
As I cryed in pain.
I still have the tears stain.
As I cryed out in pain.
All you could do was laugh.
It was like a you had a twisted kick.
I still fell you touch years later.
I still feel the stabbing pain.
The pain of forced entry.
The stabs of penatration.
The thing you did.
Its called rape and abuse.
You hurt me
You cuased me pain.
And my life it has left a stain
poem
by
Amy Louise Kerswell
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