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Sexual Abuse

Nov 18, 2024
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By Tavisha


The darkest of the darker night

When the angels stitched their mouth with the threads of reputation and fame

And the liberals sliced their tongue and buried it in the pool of lies

The geniuses forgot the difference between wrong and right

The night the predators dressed up as saints played with the little girls life

They tore her wings apart

They took away the innocence in her eyes

They left her with a nightmare that could never let her again truly smile

She begged with cries

A hope to be saved

To survive

Until she saw her guardians staring at her with empty eyes

Guardians that were meant to protect her all this time

The night she saw behind the mask of the people she loved her whole life

a cruelty filled devil's smile

Facing the biggest betrayal of her life

The night she burned the girl she was infront of those selfish sighs

The night she turned herself into a women

The angels , the liberals, the predators, the guardians will forever and ever despise


By Tavisha

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