You got up behind me
It was lunch time
You started to touch me
Then from there you took it further
I kept sayin no
Saying stop
Once again
He wouldn't
I would try to move
He would choke me
When he choked me I couldn't breathe
He looked at the people by us
"See she likes it"
They laughed
I tried to pull your hands off me
You grabbed my wrist
You held me tight
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Lost and Found
PoetryA collection of poems talking about sexual assult, death, mental heath and so so much more. These are all my stories from my eyes while going through events. Not all are in order but in the order that I thought would be best for me. Writting and rel...
