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Full Circle
Full Circle
It’s here again. Bring the tissues. Hide away the blades. Its coming
full force
Into our home, our hearts, our souls, here. It’s in
My mothers eyes as she stares blankly, unblinking, it’s in
nanna’s shaky voice, breaking. ‘what were you thinking?’
Its carried in by broken promises, screams th...
Friday 11th May 2018 11:19 pm
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