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ELEPHANT
Granted, he was right,
But I so desperately needed it.
He tore deep,
But I kept him up all night
with my soft spoken venom
and my silver tongued lies.
He soaked in every word and simply
turned his belly to me.
He lives in the middle of the room,
the loudest, quietest animal,
The elephant in my room.
But I so desperately needed it.
He tore deep,
But I kept him up all night
with my soft spoken venom
and my silver tongued lies.
He soaked in every word and simply
turned his belly to me.
He lives in the middle of the room,
the loudest, quietest animal,
The elephant in my room.
Published 7th Feb 2018
Author's Note
No words for this one. It's about my sister.
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