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Little Girls Gone
November 6, 2012
The room is dark,
Its kinda hard to see.
I hear you come closer,
And now its getting hard to breath.
I feel your breath making its way down my neck,
And now my mind is blank, I cant seem to think.
I try my hardest to resist,
But i sense your getting angry.
You throw me to the floor,
Then my head starts to bleed.
Your face comes in and out of focus,
But sadly i can still feel everything.
From a distance i hear a door slam,
Mommy's home.
She wonders what happened,
Frantically dialing 911.
He played it off to be an accident,
But with the sweat and studder,
Mommy reports murder.
© Jacob W., Oklahoma City, OK
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