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Circa 1994
Poems
Jun 2013
Empty Bones.
I forgot how to whistle
somewhere in between
my growing love for you
and the escalating hatred
I had for myself.
I was a chicken drumstick
that had been picked apart
until no meat remained.
Even the marrow
had been ****** out.
Written by
Circa 1994
Florida
(Florida)
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