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6d
i never stop hating you
but some days i hate you a little less
when i think about the “why”
the “why” behind what you did to me
did someone do the same to you? did someone violate you? did someone hurt you?
i’m sorry if they did
why did you decide to infect me with the same sickness?
*** sick *** sick *** sick
*** sick at such a young age
you didn’t even give me a chance
three years i was on this earth
when you decided to corrupt me
three years i was on this earth
when i had my first ******
three years i was on this earth.
Written by
Belicia Salas
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