Abuse

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A knock to my head

I lay on the ground

I awaken to sight

My head is bagged

My hands are tied and my knees were pressed against the floor

What do they want?

I'm not special

Just an ordinary girl

A kick to my stomach

A punch to my chest

This is abuse

But it's best if I don't speak

No water or food

Leaves me too weak to fight back

Just like they want

One day was all it took

They turned around, guns in hand

They pulled the trigger

Who will wind up dead

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