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Apr 2012
someone took a knife
to my neck
I think it might have
been me
dried blood on my hands
& I never noticed
until the red ran from the sink
the color cast into darkness
swimming down
to a new home in the earth


we ain't what we used to be
& the sun shines only
when we don't talk about it


someday I'd like to go to bed
knowing somebody's gonna kiss me
while I sleep
the unknown terrifies me the
most
& when I get scared I stand
completely still
refusing to move
or look
or listen



he caught me crying
I lied about what for
we all went back inside
& I slammed the screen door
Jae Elle
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Jae Elle  33/F/Kansas
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