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For A While After The Rape, I Was Afraid Of My Own Sexuality, Because I Got Raped Right About The Time When I Started Developing Physically.

My Scars Were Reflecting The Mist In Your Headlights I Looked Like A Neon Zebra, Shaking Rain Off Her Stripes

The Early Cars Already Are Drawing Deep Breaths Past My Door. And Last Night's Phrases Sick With Lack Of Basis Are Still Writhing On My Floor.

I Realized I Was Trying To Be Friends With Somebody Who I Used To Be With But Who I Didn't Get Along With. I'm Really Big On That. I Need To Be Friends With Everyone That I've Ever Had A Relationship With.

It's Calm Under The Waves In The Blue Of My Oblivion.