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Step Four


My part, my heart!

I told her he was just friendly.

I didn't tell her he was broken.

My part, my eyes!

I showed her a father.

I didn't show her a rapist.

My part, my lips!

I spoke words of a fantasy.

I should have spoken honesty.

My part, my power!

I was looked up to.

I should have been looked down upon. 

My part, my past!

I told her I was healed.

I should have told her I was dead inside.

My part, my peace, my lies. 

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