Hannah Hebditch


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Sickly

Evening hit the cold skies
And stars melted a sliver of light
Down, dying over arms of your hurt
Folding out a ladder to escape
From your bruised heart
Always leaking its clotted blood
Into a plastic bag
An unforgivable memory

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