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Alia Connors
Poems
Jun 2015
Her Broken Fingers
I'm a doll, today, tomorrow.
If you hurt me, I won't care.
Yours to ****, to lend, to borrow.
Shoot me now, I'm unaware.
Leave me bleeding and betray me.
If you hate me, I won't feel.
Measure, slice, condemn or weigh me.
Come on, shoot me! I'm not real.
I can bend, or break, or shatter,
I'm a phantom, I can't cry.
**** me here, it doesn't matter.
Leave me hanging, let me die.
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Alia Connors
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