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Jan 2019
Can I call myself a survivor?
I don’t feel like I earn the name.
Because my body was never
Well except for almost once
Physically forced
But my mind was played with
Unintentionally I hope
By a boy who could not control himself
He convinced my brain I had a choice
My heart felt otherwise
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