After Math Of Rape Poem by Stephanie Holler
After Math Of Rape
The disgust, the dirt, the grime,
Of your hands on me,
The feeling of hatred,
But the yearn to be love to be noticed,
Mommy cant you hear my cries
Can’t you feel my pain?
Why am I being punished over and over again?
What did I do to disserve this?
Why?
wow... this was so deep.. left me speechless it was very well writen i really enjoyed reading it..
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:18:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thank you, it was my first poem that i have written, it was very hard for me to write it.