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Thoughts, Reflections & Strategies

(I was) Not Allowed

(I was) Not Allowed I was not allowed To eat When I ate When hungry When full To be hungry And the fridge Was full of promise That bitch. I was not allowed To curse Like I did Then slam the door In my mother’s face Cause good girls, don’t. Therefore, they won’t. I was...

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