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Dens of Iniquity

 

In a Spinney dark and cool

three pallets made a hide,

the pain endured at home & school

could never reach inside.

 

A buckled form bent and broke

grey face toward damp earth,

betrayed a tongue that rarely spoke

bitten hard since birth.

 

Of love there was no knowing

just thoughts of what might be,

within a hatred growing

as if a raging sea.

 

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i miss being your daughter

we were close when i was little

you called me your sugar plum fairy

sat by my bed when my dreams were too scary

I didn't know then that our relationship was so brittle

 

you have mixed feelings about your own mother

maybe that's why you act the way you do

you rip me apart and then try to patch me up with glue

we both know you wouldn't ever do that to my brother

 

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