the wounds are internal. would you dare make it fatal? (poem)

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What'd made you think I'd stay where were you left me?

What'd made you think I'd shed the pain I felt long before exiting the womb?

the injustice, the ignorance of equality and history

you want to forget

I don't want to forgive

because in your head i belong to you

my skin is merely for your entertainment

my body is for your pleasure

but all eyes tell the truth

yet, it was not your eyes where I found your self loathing, your jealousy

it was your lips

coated in sugary ignorance

you think it's a part of growing up

you think you have nothing to do with the pain of the world

my dear, all of our hands are covered in dirt

but yours are also covered in blood. 

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