"You're beautiful."

A treasure weaponized against her.
Same as the hand that abused her.
All these eyes were drawn by beauty.
Devouring her figure,
With every blink another bite
Until they have her soul.
It's what aroused the hunger
What put her on that shelf
With other beautiful broken little things.
You all have the same eyes,
The same wide smile
The same body beneath.
But none of them saw the strong, resilient skin.

She wasn't beautiful.
Let her scream that from the top of our lungs.
She was human.
"The age of consent is seventeen—"
But your honor,
She was a kid.

Inspired by the brave survivors who came forward to take down J.Epstein. Every day I become more and more enraged of how society uses victims looks as an excuse for pedophiles' repulsive, abusive behavior and attraction.