poem...**possible triggers**

STOLEN
first he steals my body
so pure and clean
i was saving it
he stole my body
then he steals my innocence
so harmless and true
i was healthy with it
he stole my innocence
third he steals my hopes and dreams
so valueable and magical
i was happy with those
he stole my hopes and dreams
the he steals my virginity
so precious and protected
i was waiting for someone special
he stole my virginity
the last thing he stole...
my life
so valueable
happy
precious
protected
i had a good one
it turned from good to bad
he stole my life