racialviolence
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I have a few things left that I need to let go. The scar tissue tells the story that I haven't told. I didn't know it was human trafficking. Picked us up dropped us off, motivated us to sell their magazine's.
This is a rape poem
but i am male
impossible you say
fuck you
i trusted this man
he was my friend
a few years older
we played hide and seek
with the rest of our friends
Two am Trevon will be made into a man, tested on the dedication he has for his red colored clique. Trevon will have to decide which family he values more.
