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What is going on? Why am i feeling this way?

Inside I'm filled with fear and dismay.



What did I do to deserve this? Not me,

I didn't do anything, can't you see?



I am the innocent, yet broken one

Some things just can't be undone.



I just laid there. What should I have done?

I was scared for my life and he had a gun.



I counted the seconds that felt like hours.

I closed my eyes and wished I had powers.



If I did, I'd go back in time

Before I met you, before your crime.



The deed was done, my battle scars won.

I won't suffer, but your torture has just begun.



Pain is real, but time heals scars.

You'll feel my pain when you're behind bars.





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