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fatal
I haven't felt this washed out in ages,
and she wasn't even mine
but one day she could be,
she could be mine
never making it home,
in a place I can't save her,
with a narrative of trauma
or an end I can't change
and by statistics that's likely,
it's criminal.
and she wasn't even mine
but one day she could be,
she could be mine
never making it home,
in a place I can't save her,
with a narrative of trauma
or an end I can't change
and by statistics that's likely,
it's criminal.
Published 23rd Nov 2021
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