when you took my hair
you took pieces of me
my life force
taken.
the air in my lungs
stripped away
my energy had been robbed of me
YOU ARE READING
she lives
Poetryyou did it. im so proud of you. you are here because you made it, because you tried so hard. lay down, take off your shoes. you must be tired. rest. rest because this journey is not over and you have many more steps to take.
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when you took my hair
you took pieces of me
my life force
taken.
the air in my lungs
stripped away
my energy had been robbed of me
