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Mar 2015
I struggle
to leave
to fly away
from all that
hurts me
pains me
breaks me
but my only
restrain
is you

Holding my hand
But not with love
Gripping my heart
but not gently
Love taps
stained with bruises
my restrain
is you
but I can only welcome death
because what else can I do?
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El  F/Canada
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   Josephine
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