December 20, 2017
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                                          down the
                                        face of pain,
                                     hurting my heir.
                                  gravity's pull tugging
                                down further, more and
                              more. focusing on my task,
                            i lose my purpose and reason.
                         recklessly dragging his blackened
                       eyes, i stream past his lash. i see his
                     parents,  angry looks  on their faces with
                   fingers outstretched  to the door with boots
                on their feet. i feel his face, hot with rouge and
               distress. his words plead, stay. he never thought
               it would come to this. he wants to take it back. he
               wants to steal the words from the air and to return
                them to God. he wants to die. he wishes to never
                 be born. i fall down his cheek. i watch him throw
                     his clothes into a suitcase. he steps threw
                       the entry and i see his parents shaking
                              their heads in dismay, as they
                                       choose to let her go.

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