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From the Harmed to her Harmer
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Scrapbook poems "I'm back," he said "what did you want to tell me?"
"I have nothing to say to scum"
"I overwelm you." he smiled.
"No"
"Then what?"
"You hurt me alright, I admit it!
You hurt me, scarred me. Because of you I fought with myself for ten years.
I hurt myself more times than you realize...
More-much more-than you did that one time,
Because of you.
You only had to harm me once for the pain to last so long
and reacur so often.
Because of you I found things I sometimes wish I hadn't...
Some about myself.
I forgave you, yet I am still being hurt by you.
You go on living your life, with no thought to me.
Why must I suffer?
Why must I silently fight against the desires you so selfishly awoke for your own amusement?
And bear the scars for your actions?"
