rape

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I look at her, she looks at me
Somehow we understand how each other feels
She is not okay and I am not either
But we haven't got a choice, we have to just deal with it
So we let life walk past as we remain in a trance
Paralyzed
And she asks me:
-“was it my fault?”
-”no, it was mine”
But I am unsure who is responsible
Who should be condemned and judged

She will be okay, maybe she will,
But the scar is too deep to heal completely
So I clutch to her heart in fear that I will lose it
Lose my mind, lose her,
Lose myself
Staring at me
Staring at her
Staring in her eyes
At mine