He's standing above her face,
Holding the ripped lace.
"I shouldn't have worn that outfit"
But she can't be blamed for it
The police won't do anything,
"She brought it on herself,
too pretty this young thing."
No evidence could she bring.
His vile seed was gone.
She waited too long.
She's gaining weight.
She can no longer stay up late.
But she must..
Cuz she sees his face when she closes her eyes.
She hates her sight in the mirror.
Her pants are beginning not to fit.
It's time, but she's been
dreading it.
Here comes the pregnancy kit.
+
Dirty.
Worthless.
Used.
Disgusting.
Whore.
The thoughts run through her mind.
She feels she has committed a crime.
Anyone on the outside would say,
"Not your fault."
But, believe with them, she will
not.
Her belly is begginning to swell.
Suicide is on her mind,
and punishment is hell.
But maybe she deserves it.
She thinks.
The blood is filling up the sink
And now, two gravestones.
Beautiful murals upon them are shown.
They sit next to each other.
A child laying next to her 19 year old mother.
683,000 forcible rapes occur every year,
which equals 56,916 per month,
1,871 per day, 78 per hour,
and 1.3 per minute.
RAPE PREVENTION
I hope...this got your attention.
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