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Sarah Jul 2019
there's an alternate universe
where i never knocked on that red door.

there's an alternate universe
where i rang the doorbell.
Sarah Jul 2019
her head always hurts

its filled to the brim with undetonated shells

or asteroids that just missed earth

or anything that should have destroyed her


every time she survives an accident
her head aches more


so she dreams of disasters

she wishes for tsunamis

she begs for war


her brain is a minefield
and she is dancing on it

— The End —