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Sep 2013
I deserve to take up space,
he said. (six by four feet in an underground
cage)

mama said I never stop crying,
that I'll still scream when I am dead. she
reserved me a plot.

I have loves who
would be mad I left a note.

I have loves who will keep me their ghost, tear
my white sheet skin
because I never said goodbye.

see my flesh
in a necklace,Β Β hypnotize happy boys
you are getting very sleepy

very tired of
holding onto something half-dead.
Sarina
Written by
Sarina  forests
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