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Childhood Game
You told me it was just a game
I believed you and so I played
“Don’t tell mom or dad”, you said
But now I think about it and it makes me sick
We were kids but you made me do it either way
You were a kid, how could you do this?
My memories were blurry but
Now I can see everything
You said it was normal and for you it was
But then it became my normal
I hated the feeling of being touched
Because of your game
You made me play and I became closed off to every touch
I blamed myself thinking it was my fault
I don’t blame you but I don’t blame myself either
I love you but not in that memory
You’re my sister and my best friend
But just not in that memory
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