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Oct 2022
We are taught as children that
Whatever doesn't **** us makes us stronger
But my body is unable to forget
That I am more victim than I am survivor.
I have yet to learn how to turn my pain into strength
However you didn't **** me
And my strength is shown in staying awake shaking and crying
As I am unable to stop reliving the past.
My body carries you from place to placeΒ Β 
Like a fever that i cannot break
You are relentless
You are the unforgiving shadow that i cannot cut off.
emily
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emily  F/living in my head
(F/living in my head)   
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