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A Mess

by @delaney221b

and i wonder if we spoke today you might deny it all. I wonder if you might care to hear about the flashbacks; the nightmares, the fear. Do you think about how it must affect me that I have to face you every day? Don't think I can take it much longer, anyway. You burn my eyes, your voice curses my ears. Your smile swallows me whole and I wonder, I truly wonder, do you even regret it at all?
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Jan 19, 2016
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A mess of thoughts about my rapist.

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#ptsd#rape#flashbacks#rapist
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