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Aug 2013
The drizzle of rain
And slow hum of that song
Played on repeat
To give me consolation

That you leaving an
Empty, dark hole
Was meant to be
Cause they told me

Blood is thicker than water
But water has given me life
While this wound wont heal
I feel it in my veins
The pathway from there to here
has made feel pulled.

Pooled in this blood
Drowning from the neck up
My heart is pushing harder to stay alive.
Gloria Ikeji
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