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Autumn H., Eckerman, MI By IndigoAngel, Eckerman, MI

Slowly and tiredly she trudges back home
Cold and lonely and all alone
She walks into her room and quietly shuts the door
And starts to rummage desperately through an open drawer
Pillows and bed sheets strewn all over and around
As the knife blade slowly travels down then up then down
Twisted, curled-up blankets caress and touch the floor
She has finally decided that she can’t take this anymore
Steel gnaws and bites her skin like a rough and bitter kiss
It finally caught up with her, the past she didn’t miss…
Stalking angrily home in a furious, blinded rage
Entering his room, dark and closed in like a cage
Furious and angry, he hurriedly slams the door
He just can’t keep believing her anymore

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