My body is aching,
I'm so mess and dirty
No one would dare ㅡ
to touch me
I thought I was safe,
but I'm wrong
I always cry ㅡ
in agony all night
It makes me weak,
thinking how they molested me
Just because how I dressed,
I don't deserve this.
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Short Stories & Poems
Short StoryCollection of my works. I'm open for the critique.
