Attempt of freedom

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Write about my ex who was addicted to smack. Seemed she was trying to save me sometimes. Sweet til the end.

Submitted: June 23, 2016

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You should have grabbed me and held my mouth shut. My arm is cut from throwing the shelf down and breaking our picture. Legs purple and blue from the door being slammed on it and my chin, bleeding from hitting the floor. Now foam is coming out of my mouth and I'm shaking on the floor. Your fist bashing through the door as I dream of being far from here. You can't save me this time.... you're free.


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