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If you come back to
find me dead, it's just because
I see what you meant
I won't
but I wish I would.
You not only gave me purpose,
You silenced the cries from my bleeding lips,
made my eyes glisten with joy, not tears.
grew flowers from the burnt ashes in my skin.
You encased hope in my unraveled brain.
Yet I felt nothing
ferocious cruelty delivered each day
on the one planet known to nurture life
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