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Groomed

 

Groomed

A term that echoes in my head

as loaded as rape

another badge of honour

or perhaps that should be shame

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2 thoughts on “Groomed

    • Thank you and I agree- mostly. I often write when I am feeling bad, the emotions just come out, they aren’t necessarily things I feel all the time or at least all the way through, all of the time. In that moment, with no rational thought, no one reminding me, that’s what I felt.
      In hindsight, it is in me, it is felt, but it isn’t all I feel. I know the truth, I just don’t always feel it as well.

      Thank you for the reminder.

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