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A broken swing on the old oak tree A scrap of blue fabric holding it together Messy braids on a head Wrapped in thin blankets The wind howls Moans at the broken glass The tears in her eyes The scars, they were here to stay I wish we could too The fabric frays The swing finally falls The wind keeps howling howling and howling
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Aug 26, 2021
Aug 26, 2021 at 12:24 AM UTC
The Broken Swing
A broken swing on the old oak tree A scrap of blue fabric holding it together Messy braids on a head Wrapped in thin blankets The wind howls Moans at the broken glass The tears in her eyes The scars, they were here to stay I wish we could too The fabric frays The swing finally falls The wind keeps howling howling and howling
#tears#scars#glass#broken#trauma
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16/F/Where the wild things are
Aug 26, 2021
Aug 26, 2021 at 12:24 AM UTC
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