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Apr 2014
You were there when I had my first kiss
Supporting me on that unstable iron fence that
Had been worn away by your work
And your kisses

You gave him tetanus as he leaned
Away, and you filled my lungs with the scent
Of his blood and your breath telling me
You meant to do it

You were on his car as drove him to
The nearest hospital and appeared at the
Bottom of the bed
He sat on

You told me that nothing stays pure

You warned me that he'd change

And now I watch as my blood mingles with you
On my rusted bathtub plug
Meagan O'Hara
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