On the aftermath of rape
I shake almost profusely
Here because I cannot seem
To find my car
Upon exiting into the Now
Darkened Campus
Dark like his skin
Jet black now rhymes with sin
He took a right to drink me in
Does what I allowed
Change the nature
Of what I tried to stop
Rot in a cell and he
Can never erase the fear
That replaced the confidence
I used to feel
Under the Night Sky
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