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Oct 2018
White textured ceiling
Your body over mine
Feeling tense and uneasy
You’re making me cry

With every no
You push harder
Leaving marks on my skin
That will take a while to fade

You don’t listen to my cries
Or my plea to stop
All I can do
Is just lay there still

Your body is shaking
Leaving you breathless
Whilst all I can focus on
Is that white textured ceiling
Patrycja Lojas
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Patrycja Lojas  21/Genderqueer
(21/Genderqueer)   
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     Allison Wonder and Shruti Dadhich
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