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Dec 2020
the branches shook to hear your name

the magpies screamed when there was
nothing left

to steal

as you’d taken it all, in a fell swoop

like you’d taken my heart

brutally, dishonestly

and the branches shook

in trepidation

in case they were next
Emma Elisabeth Wood
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Emma Elisabeth Wood  F/UK
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