The day I died

the day he thought I didn't know

that was the day I died

the day I didn't let it show

that was the day I died

 

he thought he could put hands on me

he thought no one would ever see

he Decided he would rape me

That was the day I died

                                      ~Amanda Fozzy

This poem is about: 
Me

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