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‘I will hurt you’he confessed,and like a sinner,kissed my feet.And yet,all I feltwas blessed,that he wastouching me.
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Anxiety stood beside me,clawing at my skin,drawing blood upon the surface,and she would not let me win.The wounds that were created,she left them open..
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daddy, are you proud of me?the daughter that you raised,to be terrified of everyone,for they'll harm me for their gain.and love does not exist, does i..
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Be Leonard and I will be Virginia;
fill my overcoat with stones,
And walk into the river.
Nurse my unstable constitution,
But I'm afraid you wil..
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