Dirty

Fri, 04/29/2022 - 01:19 -- Enjoy

You made me feel gross
You think I don't remember
But what you don't know
Is that I will live with this pain forever
On my body I make cuts
Cuts to carve away at parts that feel
Dirty, dirtied by the ones I called family

This poem is about: 
Me

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