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Keep Quiet
I learn to keep quiet as if that's what I was taught as if momma never taught me to say something to not keep quiet to push, kick & scream she would always tell me to watch out for Predators or rapist out on the streets but never warned me of you telling you no was like telling you go it was like giving you an invitation to take my clothes off there was no telling the difference between a wildlife animal & you it was like stop was an unrecognized word for you I remember it all just stop for a second in my head I looked up at you with a look of confusion ,sadness ,disgust & shock I scream in my head but for some reason it wasn't connecting with my mouth I couldn't believe what was happening & the fact that I was mute I remember how you told me that you loved when I just resisted you as if those where sweet love words coming out your mouth & I should had cherish them just because is you,
oh honey what makes you so much different than that rapist.
oh honey what makes you so much different than that rapist.
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