Skin red and sore.
Must all be clean, must be free.
Hands touching, traveling places that aren't to be seen.
Leave me alone.
Forcing his hands onto my skin, forcing himself upon me.
I'm dirty, not clean.
Scrubbing my body, trying to ride myself of what happened.
Skin bruised and ugly.
Shame planted in my tummy.
Innocent stolen, violated and broken.
Abused, used, and thrown away.
Left to put the pieces back together again.
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