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Sep 2017
you would bury me alive
& throw away the key,
and if anyone asked if you
knew where i had gone,
you would pretend you never
even knew me.

you would rip my hair from
my scalp, until i bled red
and the earth turned scarlet,
yet you would light up your
cigarette and throw the ashes
on top of me.

you would tie cement to my
ankles, and drop deep in the
sea, and as i sink, you would
plaster a blank face on and
walk to the promised land.
anger misunderstood unsure vanish
yellah girl
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yellah girl  F/Unknown
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