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Uncovering By Lynda M. Forman take away the darkness for this moment and see me standing before you so naked of all pretense and ideas of being okay now that you can see that bruise on my arm was from the time he threatened to put me in his trunk that the wrinkles on my forehead are from wondering if I could be anything without him and some of them are from believing it that my sex is spoiled from the night I spent pretending to enjoy his muscles overpowering me but underneath the darkness I impose lies the truth because I refused to tell you some words I can’t remember because I have pushed them inside so that they can not surface as all too true nightmares he would push me to the guest bed when his parents were gone and he would relieve his desires in moments somehow I believed it to be my duty the martyr for all girls who have been raped for years without realizing it but I knew him and I never said no aloud |
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