Poetry
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You were the harbor where the storm still managed to leak,The heavy arms that held me safe but left me weak.A boy from concrete streets, orphaned by bottles and blows,Saved by a city that left you longing for a home no one knows. You chased a love that looked like a cage and called it…
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You demanded a title you never earned,A word meant for warmth, by you twisted and burned.You locked out the blood that gave us our breath,And ruled over the house with a coldness like death. To the basement we went, to the dark and the floor,Where the laundry was piled by the open door.No physical lock…
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