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Second Hand Daughter
The problem was
You only tried to find me
In places that I’d already been
Collecting pieces of my shed skin
to prove
That you know who I am
Always chasing me down
With past versions of myself
A second hand daughter
Rummaged up only through thrifted stories
I’m not composed of anymore
You only tried to find me
In places that I’d already been
Collecting pieces of my shed skin
to prove
That you know who I am
Always chasing me down
With past versions of myself
A second hand daughter
Rummaged up only through thrifted stories
I’m not composed of anymore
Published 6th Feb 2024
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13th Feb 2024 3:25am
wow Isgy this is really great I feel I do that with my son but really his cast of stuff is all he leaves for me....
13th Feb 2024 4:27am
Child parent relationships are such a tender dance of healing and acceptance. I wish the best for you and your son xx
13th Feb 2024 5:23am
