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you reek of rape and suicidebut i can get past thatthese thoughts that i must always hidescurry away like ratshiding in the shadowsevery time a light shines inlurking in the crevassesas if they wait to feast againon innocence and childhood dreamsto leave a nightmare corpseyou stole the very heart from mewith the way that you forced my empathyyour mark is left upon my wristsmy revenge is in that i still exist
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