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Why

she pretended that she didn't care
and all of her promiscuous deeds piled upon one another
she kept thinking
that just one more 
would make her forget 
all the others.
she entered a cycle.
a cycle of inflicted pain
and resentment towards her body
and her partner.
nobody understood:
if her actions were painful,
why didn’t she stop?
it was a drug.
and nobody listened.
nobody even bothered asking 
why.
next time,
ask her why.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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