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A letter to my Demon
For a long time after,
I didn't think I would ever find the words to describe what you took from me or what you did,
It became my biggest shame,
Like every thrust you took added a 20 pound weight that I had to carry around with me after. I kept it hidden from everyone;
I worked so hard to keep it a secret because you made me feel like I deserved it.
I felt like you'd taken my fire,
...Saturday 9th December 2017 11:22 pm
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