anti-rape
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This girl I knew once,
She said it started with a close friend
someone she thought she could trust.
She was young and naïve
so young,
everything had become black and dark
This girl I knew once,
She said it started with a close friend
someone she thought she could trust.
She was young and naïve
so young,
everything had become black and dark
He knelt down on one knee for you
Eyes to yours, hand in his pocket
Your gaze jumping everywhere except for his
Your chest dropped to your stomach, thoughts becoming silent prayers
The woods are where the bad things happen, they said
Where the evil goes
To celebrate its victories
To dance with hungry wolves
