Challenge
"Why do you keep playing the victim ?"
write a poem/story using this. Can be about anything. Cursing allowed.
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Victim
(TRIGGER WARNING: SELF HARM)
They said they could hear her cries.
They said they could see her scars.
They said they could feel her pain.
They said they could smell her blood.
They said they could taste her sorrow.
She said she would sob 'till morning.
She said she would cut 'till she bled.
She said she would pinch 'till she bruised.
She said she would smear red 'till she washed.
She said she would cry 'till she'd made a river.
So I asked, "Why do you keep playing the victim?"
She said nothing.
So I waited for her to speak.
. . .
. . .
. . .
"Playing the victim is how I gain the attention of others."
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