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Breanna W
Poems
May 2019
Listen
My voice doesn’t reach you.
I hope one day when I collapse,
and spread out a million pieces
of life-burnt-ash,
that then, maybe then,
you’ll stop and
Reflect,
that I finally reached you,
that I finally reached you
After our time came to pass.
#listen
#reflect
#ash
#voice
#silenced
#toxic
#life
#death
Written by
Breanna W
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