He, I
He slams me on to his bed, I try to resist
He slaps me across the face, I start to cry
He punch’s my stomach, I scream in agony
He yanks of my cloths, I try to escape
He rapes me, I feel numb all over
He says he does this out of love, I start crying harder
He tells me he’s been following me, I bring me self to look at him with tearful eyes
He says he’s been doing this for months, I said nothing
He takes a gun, I try to run
He says its no use, I scream for help...no answer
He pulls the gun to my head, I pleaded with him to stop
He tells me he does this out of love, I say no one last time
He pulls the trigger, I stopped breathing
He leaves the room, I feel cold
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