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Sep 2023
I hope we made it out
Of this tornado mind of mine for the last time
This one went too far
Cut too deep
Violently swirling
Whipping my thoughts
Destruction I now can’t comprehend
Ripping the light from me
I’m at a loss for words with blood on my hands
Elizabeth
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Elizabeth
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