taunted by the last face you made the echoes of your voice ringing out still feel your fingers on my waist the leaves wrought in unison here those cries you kept hidden now exposed used to think it was my fault, still you always said i was just a kid said you taught me to love to br

recall days i’d walk til my blisters tore bleeding when breathing it was my choice, made all my sisters cry.

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