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Nov 2015
I said "no"
you kept going
I said "stop"
you said "I'm almost done"
I said "It hurts"
you said "It feels so good"

Afterwards I sat there blank faced
and you had the audacity to ask me if I was ok.
A shrug was all I could get out.

How could you do that to me?
Why would you do that to me?
How could I let you do that to me?
Why did I let you do that to me?
Kaitlyn Conley
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Kaitlyn Conley
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