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Kristin Ella

Now

Now

I’ve been trying to “let it go”
Let it go for so long
Now I have no home

Now, I don’t have
heavy weights on my chest
Now, I don’t have
ropes tied around my neck

Now, I don’t tip-toe
around cracks on the street
Now, I don’t live
in a house made of glass

Now, I am wild
a feral street cat at best
Now, I am every ghost
you tried to trap inside
Tue, 18 Oct 2016 10:48 pm
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