Baptised
I don't remember what being baptised was like
I was a child when this rights of passage ritual took place
I never experienced it again
As a adult I experienced a feeling that may closely resemble what a baptism was like
I did a baptism of my own
It was unexpected
I baptised myself in a pool of my tears
Shed for every man who has made a fool of me
I washed away the souls of the men who laid me to bed and preyed on me
I feel brand new
The little girl in me has died and a woman has emerged
I am not bitter
I am not hurt
I am set free from my past

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