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Feb 2016
I am
deceived and taken advantage of, by you, an every day viewer.
I am
thrown to you, at you, by you
Piercing into flesh, leaving a scar that not even tender kisses from mother can heal them
Scar after scar, life after life, taken away by me. By us.
I am
ripping you piece by piece
I am
devouring on your precious soul, until there is no more left.
I am them.
I am you.
I wrote this for a class, but it was kinda good so I'm posing it
Written by
Eve  am I really living?
(am I really living?)   
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