Today, is my birthday
They said
I was born today.
They said,
I should be loved.
I wasn’t.
They said I was unwanted,
a mistake that should never have been allowed to breathe.
I couldn’t be loved.
I wasn’t.
I wanted to be loved.
I wasn’t.
How do you love
the living evidence of a rape?
You do not.
Today is my birthday.
The cake stands uncut.
The candles are not lit.
Nobody gives a fuck.
Today is the day, that my mother was...
RAPED
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