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Assholes to remind the victims

How could they forget that most victims have there face covered when being forced by a prick,  to endure pain without to much of a sound.

How can they cover the faces of past victims and expect them not to remember that old experience. 

I feel silenced by this material, it feels so almost identical as  the sheets of the bad, when I was a victim in moments of night  . 

They wrapped it around my ears also, they told me to do as I was told also. 

They made me victim, no choice no say, what's changed in the world of today. 

Against the law then, but not now, a prick hurting you while you are silent behind your muzzle mask. 

Or the accuser, abuser wore a mask so that you you could only remember the horrible things said and done. 

The voice of terror, the hands over my nose and mouth, to horny to care, the infliction of pain and conformity,,

someone not to  trust, just run from vibe. 

How on earth does that somehow translate to make a poster on the news.

Cover your face it won't be as bad. 

Cover your face I can't stand to see you sad. 

Cover your face it will distract you from the moment as you fight for breath. 

They covered there faces and pointed there guns. 

Ask  3 year old Casey Anthony how it felt to die that way, with duck tape round and around thine tiny head and face. 

Villains do such things. 

In the corner of the old days only bad guys wore masks. 

In the anger of how traumatized I was when the hospital masked people lay there cold hands and instruments on this young minor. 

No wonder I'm a minority. 

No wonder I'm a leper. 

Hold on maybe there just assholes for reminding the victims. 
 

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Savage Skavege

Nice wordplay here.I sense the heartache and emotion.well done.

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Liliana of the ...

Thank you. I simply hate the muzzle of shop entrance bullshit. 

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