Away in a bed
Away in the bed you did have.
The way was to rape me.
As I cried in pain.
You didn't care.
You just carried on.
You hurt me.
A way in a bed.
You were not a man.
You are a demon.
You are evil.
And I hate you.
To day I still suffer.
From what you did to me.
And I hate you.
I hope you can live with yourself.
Becuase I can not live with what you did to me.
I hope you rot in hell.
And I hate you
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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