I'm falling forward
and leaning toward
a simple sense of safety,
a gun, 'cause a big black man raped me.
doesn't sit well
in my stomach, hell,
the outer shell,
it's like pregnancy swell.
Now everyday I fear
a big black man taking my rear
and smoking my ass like grass,
I wish I could pass-
But alas!
I am just a young lass.
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