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Apr 2018
the darkness of his shadow she claimed her home
locked in a room, with the keys in her hand
she doesn't dare look out the window
terrified to see something that could save her

I try reaching for her hands
yet they're too busy holding on to hope
that the person that she once loved
might turn on the light and save her -
she is not to be saved by anyone but herself

I watched her slip through my fingers
she let herself fall
into a mans trap
who had no intentions of ever freeing her
who only called her beautiful when the blanket was covering her
and her bare skin
his voice filled the room, hers was barely used

mother, I tired to save you
but you are not to be saved by me
by him, anyone
but yourself
Nuna
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Nuna  19/F/Europe
(19/F/Europe)   
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       --- and Mina
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