My Faultmature
It was my fault, I was wearing a short dress....I was only five
It was my fault, I was drunk at the time....I was at my friend's party
It was my fault, I was listening to music....I didn't know I asking for it
It was my fault, I spoke to him first....I only ask him the time
It was my fault, I never told Mummy....I didn't know I was suppose too
It was my fault, I was in prison....I thought policeman helped you
It was my fault, I am a women....I didn't know gender matter
It was my fault, I was raped....I was a victim
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If you are raped, you a victim of a crime. You did not ask to be raped, no one does. Rape is unconsented sex and leaves it's victims vunrable and scared. The victims should not be blamed, the rapists should. They committed a crime not the victims. POEM TAGS
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My Fault, which
was posted on Dec 29, 2011 by
Olivia_Kaged.
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"How come the victims are always to blame instead of the rapist? How can someone ..."
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Mature Themes, Philosophy / Moral
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