angoissee
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this is me
writing to you,
with the same words
that were used against me
to make me feel like nothing,
but instead of letting those words
ricochet off of me or make me bleed,
i absorbed them into my skin
and fed them back out
through my hands
to all of you
a collection of poems that tell a story