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Mend Me Back Together
April 5, 2016
I was only 9,
When he died.
I felt lost and confused,
I was losing my mind.
After that I was broken,
I had forgotten how to feel.
So I ran to my brothers’ arms,
Thinking he would help me heal.
He would say, “let’s play a game.”
I thought it was an escape.
But I was so wrong…
Because it ended in rape.
© Anonymous
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