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Chrys
May 2, 2011
6 spent matches
7 shards of glass
5 pills
1 box of matches
A tissue soaked in blood
I look in this
tin.
It breaks my heart.
All i want to do
is
lay here
and cry
cry for you
cry for anyone
13 tins lay
scattered
through the room
but only this one
brings awful visions
my sadness
scrawled upon
my walls
is nothing
when compared
to the vast
despair
in this tiny
box
What to do?
What to say?
i do not know
but
one thing i do
is
You cannot scare me
away.
I won't leave
Pinky swear and stamp.
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