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[bodytext] => The alley was damp The jagged stone ripped her flesh Her eyes focused on the flickering lamp As his powerful hands tore her dress. The flickering light had died He left, She laid still She hadnt screamed, now she silently cried with laddered tights, she lays in pieces At the party, he wasnt the best flirt So she encouraged him Not knowing his touch would make her feel like dirt He had said she would be safe. But she wasnt safe, he had lied not even nine months later As his baby was born She had died [comments] => 2 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 32 [informant] => bruised_angel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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