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bender

you had a gaze      
like a love letter to the dead  
funeral throat vespers in a sodium blur  
wishing you could walk down the stairs,      
for an inkling of control  
     
like the wayward calf subdued by hyenas,    
you are still very much alive      
when the liquor      
tears your life apart
Written by Grae (Bryan Gray)
Published | Edited 26th Feb 2025
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