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We are the Abused
I was five year old,
When dad was the head of the household.
He commanded my mom to be a hostess,
And demanded for my body to satiate his maliciousness.

I was in high school,
When my 18 year old body was sexually abuse.
Men surrounded and made me look like a fool,
They did everything as they watch me refuse.

I was on my way to work,
I was riding a public bus when I felt something touched my butt.
It made my mind go berserk,
Shaking heavily as I shove away the hand groping my butt.

I was a personal secretary of a respected boss,
He put me on call everytime he feels turned on.
Too disappointing that a...