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by ashley-brooke-payne

She’ll lick the ashes Break the bones Girls like her Don’t follow you home Fire in pockets Stars in hair Chaos and storms You’ll find her there Beneath the trees Under the moon She’ll dance, swaying To a forbidden tune Her heart was heavy Full of ache Weight of the world Enough to break & all those bruises Where tears would stain She was half the joy And half the pain All the things blended Becoming one She’s burning bright Like the sun Not knowing Who she should be But the chains will rattle When the prisoner is free
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41 / F / American
Published
Jul 5, 2017
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