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May 2019
Instead of comfort you were the monster that lived under my bed
Instead of being security you unhinged my life and buried the screws
I wonder if you know you are a reoccurring nightmare
I wonder if you know how you make my skin crawl and my hairs raise to the sun in an attempt to escape the darkness
Abuse whether emotional or physical is never ok
Chrissy
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Chrissy  25/F/London
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