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Nov 2015
you’ve broken me 
you wrapped your hands around my throat
and whispered your words of malign, pulling my hair
cutting my tongue 

there’s no escaping you, old friend of mine
but I lost you in the tremors of my mind
used to be filled with beauty, kindness and grace
but I don’t even recognise your face

I look at you with disgust 
and you look back at me with revulsion 
I clench my fist, you clench yours 
now, shards of glass are on the floor
Pilar Margarita Prieto
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Pilar Margarita Prieto  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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