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I'm not sorry that I have to go.
Your words have severed me, soul-deep.
You say you're ashamed, turned off.
You said I'm fat and gross.
But then held me down,
in drunken stupor.
Your friends laughed.
I cried.
Raped.
About the Creator
Hope Martin
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