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All She Carried

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Funny how she
waded
into every singled day
till the pinking sun did set

Carrying in her ruck
things she gave a fuck
about
or was too scared to leave

A dozen eggs’ shells
to spread before her feet
that one special dance
still left undanced

A folded list of faded names
hers and his and theirs
tattooed around her heart
unable to restart

These razored old blades
cavalcades
rusted red

where she bled

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