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calion
Poems
Feb 2014
every **** time
drops of blood across
the place she mutilated;
her fragile pale palm.
she looks around for
the boy who said he'd be there.
but where is he now?
and like an angel
(to her, he actually is)
he saves her at last
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calion
20/Non-binary/wonderland
(20/Non-binary/wonderland)
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