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Violated

She stares down at herself
She feels dirty
Contaminated
Unaccepted
After only been touched a few moments ago

His smile,
His hair
They once glowed
Now they're just rusty

He had grinned during those few moments
"Trust me"

Backing away was no use
Her hazy hazel eyes, terrified
Looked away as the greed in his stared her down

He traced one finger so lazy
Over her
She shuddered, repelled
Could this man really show her everything?
Her eyebrows knitted in confusion
At his promises, his words of "Trust me"

His new world
Sent her in circles
Cracked
Twisted
Cheated
Contaminated
Yet accepted
She felt violated.

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