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May 2012
Don’t follow me in the car, don’t tell me who you are.
Don’t whisper in my ear, just to watch the fear
spark up in each eye, just because I’m scared to die.
Don’t taunt me with your power, not at this late hour.
twomoreblocks…twomoreblocks…
Won’t you leave me alone, I only want to go home.
I still hear your voice, forward is my only choice.
Head down, collar up, pray. Please, oh please, no further delays.
onemoreblock…onemoreblock…
Don’t grab my hand, please understand.
You know I’m alone, just let me go home.
Don’t pull my hair, don’t touch me there.
I have a past and a future, too. But that all means nothing to you.
Don’t make me regret my identity, when you know nothing at all about me.

-M. Hale
8.1.11
Maria Hale
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