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Nov 2018
"let's play"

my jaw aches
wisdom teeth are eagerly
pushing through the surface
but I am not wise.
I am a child
who has
a diagnosed mother
a diseased father
a demonic brother

I have been diagnosed with adulthood
                     diseased with reoccurring tragedies
                     and plagued by demonic thought and
ideas that creep inside my mind
when the banshees come out
to play at night.

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Lana Leandoer
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Lana Leandoer
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