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Apr 2020
She
buried her parents
but
they ain't dead
she
talks to her children
only
in her head
her
friends ain't hero's
she
calls them best
play's on a hill in the devil's bed
lost her wings
to
its
vile syringe
fallen
demonic
p
o
$$
e
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e
d
Khoisan
Written by
Khoisan  M/South Africa
(M/South Africa)   
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