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Suomy Nona
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Post by Suomy Nona » Fri Jun 28, 2019 4:36 am

I’ve tried to leave her,
but she followed me.

I’ve tried to reason with her,
but she doesn’t listen to anything I say.

I’ve done what she demanded with her low hiss,
but it is too late for me to grant her desire.

Cold fingers dig deep into my arm, leaving red indentations.
She is angry and it hurts.

Tomorrow, there will be bruises, like blueish brown fingers,
which will remind me that I have failed her again.

I will never succeed, too many years have passed.
I can’t free her,
even if she was alive
when they buried her.

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