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I Am a Slut

I am a **** , Cuddle in a bundle I lay down in my blood. Soaking wet with tears I wish I was dead. Not yet, my child You said Not yet your time is up, Be strong, and fight the battle cause a war must still be won. Draining and exhausted of the beatings, I called out Your name. My throat sore of all the chokings I whisper, please help! You gave me the strength, You gave me the courage to pick myself up. And here I am today, Your ****. Strong, Liberated, Unique and Tough. Roebain ,

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Date: 6/28/2021 2:16:00 AM
heart touching poem~ thanks for sharing
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Date: 6/28/2021 9:16:00 AM
Thank you.

Book: Shattered Sighs