She shouldn't be pushed to adopt your name, if you were to push over the blame.
She shouldn't be pushed to adopt your insides, if you were to disown your creation's lives.
She shouldn't be pushed to adopt your ways, if you were to watch her suffer under your gaze.
(d.r.)
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Black & Poisonous
Poetry"She had 50 days left to live. She had 5000 words left to say." A compilation of 50-word poems by a child who longed to see a better future than the one they've set for themselves. Each piece takes 12 seconds to read. #833 - 27/05/17 #687 - 28/05...
