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What She Called Love

She hit me

and then said I was lucky

she didn't hit harder.

she taught me to apologize

for making her mad.

for existing wrong.

she didn't raise me.

she broke me,

and then rolled her eyes

when I limped.

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Published: Feb 5
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Tags: #childhoodtrauma #innerchild #brokenhome #emotionalwounds #healing #trauma

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