black sheep
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valerieBreathe. You're alive.
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black sheep

by valerie

• at 5 years old, I felt the sting

of a belt crack on my tender skin.

By age 9 I could recognize the

emotions of anger & hate.

Some memories fail to fade like

the one at age 4 when my mother

lay between me & a stranger

& turned her back to my face.

Some memories fail to suffice like

all the times she bought me things

& showed she cared & treated me nice.

Some memories taint perceptions

although bad intentions were never intended.

I had already been rejected.

Those memories have made me as I am. •

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