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I’ve never hated being called beautiful more than when the word escaped his mouth towards me

He used that stupid word as a gateway

He used it as a way to fool me

Before I knew it

Beautiful meant he could touch me without my consent

I can’t forget it

The way he would grab my arm when I tried to walk away

The way he would hold me down when I’d beg him to let me go

He’d look me in the eyes as tears fell from mine and tell me how beautiful I am