Violations

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Being violated isnt new
You get used to it
If only i knew
I could of prevented it

Walk inside
The smile drops
The fake face takes over
And we start all over

Sadly walking
Until you reach someone
That smile jumps back on
The little giggles

These are all fake
No one knows the truth
Keep it hidden
From all creatures

The book may know
Your boyfriend...no
Maybe your mom
But no others

You dont eat
You sweat more
Sleeping is a drug
And your studies go out the window

Violations are done
There will be more
Kill me now
Before they think of something else

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