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RJP
Poems
Oct 2018
Some Sort Of Hope
Without it is a life my body remembers.
Without it is the outline of a bruise a hand a fist a wall.
Without it is bottle and *** ends on the floor,
broken window stained bed sheets filth dripping stench
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19/M/Wales
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