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Jan 2020
I'm like a bird and he cut off my wings.
The cage is open but my heart it stings.
Now I'm his puppet - ******* by strings,
He's burying me alive.

Cement and rubble weigh me down
Heads under water so I will drown
I have no choice - he wears the crown
He's was always by my side.

I scream aloud for all to hear
But he won't let a person near
I live in existential fear
He's gonna watch me die.

I'm tired now, lost too much blood
He kicks my face down in the mud
To get his way, he'd push and shove
And so I say Goodbye
Willow Branche
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Willow Branche  29/Gender Fluid/Florida
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