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Jun 2018
you told me it would be okay
that didn’t make me want to stay

you placed yourself in between my legs
and i remember trying to beg

but you looked me in the eye
and told me no one would believe a lie

after my limbs were weak
and i could barely speak

you took every piece of me
even though it wasn’t even yours to keep
consent is real.
kylie
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kylie  16/F
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   Geanna and Bree
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