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Elisabeth
Poems
Sep 2018
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Little whimpers escape your lips as your fingers reach toward the moon
Your wrists are gripped and forced against brick
Breaths coming and going quickly
Yelps from your throat leave you raw
Teeth in your neck leave you rigid
Aching, eyes drooping
Cold and heavy
You drop
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