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Crístál Válęntíná
Poems
Feb 2014
"Hand It Over"
He held a gun to my head.
"Hand It Over!"
I refused,
He shot me.
You were there, you watched me die.
No tears,
No emotions,
No words.
There was no
he
Wait no,
He
was you.
No remorse,
You left me there to die.
You turned away,
and never looked back.
Written by
Crístál Válęntíná
New York
(New York)
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