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Mind Rape
He thinks I dream in red
Thinks love is the only thing I understand
He doesn't understand
Love to me is dead
Like the past
It lays where it will
Where it should be
Silent and still
Like my vioce
Though frequently heard
Nothing in my mind comes out
A lesson I had to learn
Never appears to be the same
Two steps forward
Then one step back
Each time is better, but never stays on track
The last time
May have really been
Can never quite sure
If it will happen again
It's better if doesn't
My mind is tired of being raped
But my body wants it so bad
It's a hellish way of escape
