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Rape
They say it was a mystery,
But I know how things used to be.
They say it couldn't have been him,
But the truth is truly very grim.
He was a good man;
Right up until the shit hit the fan.
It couldn't be they said,
But she will live a life of torture and dread.
He took a part of her that night,
And even justice will never make it right.
Her innocence was gone,
As the sun rose that mid summer dawn.
Interestingly intriguing
This poem was very interesting first time I ever read a poem about rape