Predator

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Dear predator,

I know you remember.
But I don't know if you ever think of me.
Sometimes I wonder
if it ever crosses your mind.

That you took something that was never yours.
And you can never give it back.

You don't get to call it a mistake.
You don't get to hide behind the years.
You don't get to call it a secret
just because nobody talks about it.

You knew what you were doing.
And now I have the words for it.

Maybe you never thought
there'd be a name for what you are.
Maybe you counted on silence.
Maybe you thought I'd never know the truth.

Predator.
That's what you are.

You took something that was never yours.
And you can never give it back.

You got to walk away.
You got to live your life.

But you don't get to forget
because you got away.

Predator,
I wonder if you ever think of me.

Does it ever cross your mind
what you left behind?

Do you ever wonder
who I became?
Do you ever think
about what you did?

Now I know your name.

It was
not a mistake.
Not a secret.
Not something time erased.

There is a name for what you are.
And I won't hide it anymore.

Predator.
That's what you are.

You took something that was never yours.
And I still carry what you took.

You got to walk away.
You got to live your life.

But you don't get to forget
because you got away.

You don't get to define me.
You don't get to own my story.
You don't get to decide
what this means to me.

You don't get forgiveness
just because enough time has passed.

You don't get to forget
because you got away.

Maybe you thought silence
would keep protecting you.

Maybe you thought the years
would bury what you did.

But I found the words
you never wanted me to have.

And now I can say it.

Predator.
That's what you are.

You took something that was never yours.
But you don't get to take my voice.

You don't get my silence.
You don't get my shame.

You don't get to forget
because you got away.

Predator.
That's what you are.

And that's where your story ends.

You don't get my future.
You don't get to define me.

You don't get the rest of my life.

Now I know your name.

Predator.

That's what you are.

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Dear predator, I know you remember. But I don't know if you ever think of me. Sometimes I wonder if it ever crosses your mind. That you took something that was never yours. And you can never give it back. You don't get to call it a mistake. You don't get to hide behind the years. You don't get to call it a secret just because nobody talks about it. You knew what you were doing. And now I have the words for it. Maybe you never thought there'd be a name for what you are. Maybe you counted on silence. Maybe you thought I'd never know the truth. Predator. That's what you are. You took something that was never yours. And you can never give it back. You got to walk away. You got to live your life. But you don't get to forget because you got away. Predator, I wonder if you ever think of me. Does it ever cross your mind what you left behind? Do you ever wonder who I became? Do you ever think about what you did? Now I know your name. It was not a mistake. Not a secret. Not something time erased. There is a name for what you are. And I won't hide it anymore. Predator. That's what you are. You took something that was never yours. And I still carry what you took. You got to walk away. You got to live your life. But you don't get to forget because you got away. You don't get to define me. You don't get to own my story. You don't get to decide what this means to me. You don't get forgiveness just because enough time has passed. You don't get to forget because you got away. Maybe you thought silence would keep protecting you. Maybe you thought the years would bury what you did. But I found the words you never wanted me to have. And now I can say it. Predator. That's what you are. You took something that was never yours. But you don't get to take my voice. You don't get my silence. You don't get my shame. You don't get to forget because you got away. Predator. That's what you are. And that's where your story ends. You don't get my future. You don't get to define me. You don't get the rest of my life. Now I know your name. Predator. That's what you are.

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