Page 163 of Pierce Me

Count on your fingers as I speak

(you’ll be left with none)

I was stolen from my family

I was no one’s child

I was kept from school,

kept from books,

kept from beauty

Kept for what?

Kept as a pet.

I was given things

But not love,

not family, not school,

not friends:

I was given reasons not to stay.

Count on your fingers as I speak

(you’ll be left with none).

Trust me when I say,

I know what they did to you.

Count on your fingers as I speak

(you’ll be left with none)

They neglected you

They forced you

They forgot you

They abused you

They hurt you

They reduced you

They pushed you

They used you

They killed you

They killed you

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