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Personal Piece- Contains upsetting material - The Big Bad Wolf
The big bad wolf used to come into my room at night
He used to dress himself up,
Fool me that he was family.
But slowly his disguise would unravel,
And he would snarl and snear at me.
As I coward under his shadow,
Too scared to even scream.
Every part of me would freeze,
As he started to undress me.
But this was no fairytale,
And no one was coming to my rescue.
So as I number myself to his touch,
Silent fantasies became my refuge.
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