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May 2020
I have one body
it's mine alone
something that nobody else can own
but, I don't really feel at home

Not since you laid your hands on me
now in the mirror that's all I see
It's like a solemn guarantee
that comfortable I'll never be

You left bruises all over me
fingertips that left a tole
not on my body but my soul
but, that was always your goal

I've never been more unprepared
this broken leaves you feeling scared
It's something that can't be repaired
Because in you I've been ensnared
I'm just kinda working through some stuff
Written by
Paige  23/F
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