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Apr 2013
You kissed my stretchmarks one by one

I squirmed until you were done

You traced my appendix scar

I wanted to run, far

You told me I was gorgeous

I felt nauseous

I’m too damaged too believe

compliments I can’t receive
selfesteem
Written by
Susan O'Reilly  F/Ireland
(F/Ireland)   
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