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She is a spindle on my bed Reminding me of my mumma   Sweating on my sheets, naked, lewd, romanticizing me   Not knowing I hide her from my friends and family   Not knowing I drink, pop uppers, downers, as I prop   Up against the headboard and as I watch her cradle   Her head between my Half Caucasian, Half ******   Thighs, riddled with scars Seven years old, one year older   Than the baby I gave up. I wonder how I taste, how   I look, Do I taste like shame, Do I taste like love forgotten   Do I look like the ****** The city girls gossip that I am   Can you see the removal, The crib I threw my child from   The trauma that caused me to Abandon him, to abandon me,   What will cause me To abandon you   Sarah, my love, where have I gone Why have I left you, bloodless,   Soulless in the pitch black dreary Gravelled upon the smoothness   Of my deceitful, coarse projection Sarah, I am sorry that my shame   Coerced me to run from your Eternal rays downward on my   Dimpled, crooked smile, on my Dimpled brown *** attached to   My snakey spine, what holds My ribs, what protects my lungs   Which do nothing but breathe You.
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Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 4:12 PM UTC
TaliaB
Sarah, Forgive Me
She is a spindle on my bed Reminding me of my mumma   Sweating on my sheets, naked, lewd, romanticizing me   Not knowing I hide her from my friends and family   Not knowing I drink, pop uppers, downers, as I prop   Up against the headboard and as I watch her cradle   Her head between my Half Caucasian, Half ******   Thighs, riddled with scars Seven years old, one year older   Than the baby I gave up. I wonder how I taste, how   I look, Do I taste like shame, Do I taste like love forgotten   Do I look like the ****** The city girls gossip that I am   Can you see the removal, The crib I threw my child from   The trauma that caused me to Abandon him, to abandon me,   What will cause me To abandon you   Sarah, my love, where have I gone Why have I left you, bloodless,   Soulless in the pitch black dreary Gravelled upon the smoothness   Of my deceitful, coarse projection Sarah, I am sorry that my shame   Coerced me to run from your Eternal rays downward on my   Dimpled, crooked smile, on my Dimpled brown *** attached to   My snakey spine, what holds My ribs, what protects my lungs   Which do nothing but breathe You.
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