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I thought I was done But I remember. Your hand And his spine Almost made contact. I remember why I hate you. I thought I was done But no. Writing it down only resurfaces what happened. You never hit me. You never would. But it's them you hurt And for that you are done. No longer mine No longer theirs. I remember why I hate you. I thought I was done But I remember.
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 9:56 AM UTC
I thought I was done
I thought I was done But I remember. Your hand And his spine Almost made contact. I remember why I hate you. I thought I was done But no. Writing it down only resurfaces what happened. You never hit me. You never would. But it's them you hurt And for that you are done. No longer mine No longer theirs. I remember why I hate you. I thought I was done But I remember.
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 9:56 AM UTC
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