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If Only I Could Hug the Stars
If only I could hug
The stars;
Perhaps I could shatter them
And cup the shards
In my palms,
The cracks constellations
Aligning with my veins,
But that isn’t close enough
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They Wouldn't Want to Be Her
She walks in
Eyes on the floor
Drawing everybody's eyes up
Hair coiled tightly
Wound up
Just like her heart
Her heart that feels like it's being squeezed
As strong as the looks she gets
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She Was Blamed; It Wasn't Her Fault
“It was her fault
She was wearing that skirt
Practically asking for it”
No
No she wasn’t
She was 15 years old
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For Her, I Stay
A ghost of a father.
An angry mother.
A forbidden best friend.
A suppressed love—
A suppressed identity.
Oh, how strange it is to feel alone,
while surrounded by people.
No friends.
Bitter family. -
Who Is Telling The Story?
Who is telling the story
Of the little girl who got raped on her way home
From school
Who is telling the story
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If we were
If every girl
Looked liked a boy
Acted like a boy
Was a boy
Would we get farther
In life
Would we be respected
If every woman
Was a man
Would we be valued
Would we be able