Thursday, November 19, 2009

J'accuse.

"Hanging from the rafters with the noose around your neck, they're surrounded at your feet dragging you down by your legs. You've surfaced and they climb, they rip apart whatever you once wore. You're being defiled and they pick you apart from the inside-out. You don't know how it feels, you won't ever know what it's like to be that violated ever again. They all claw at your flesh because they're animals. You were falsely accused and put to death, and yet, you'll never face the end of it all. You're now the trash on the side of the street. Exposed bones, your body has nowhere to go, and you are left alone."

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