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Sharmagne Leland-St. John

I drank because there was nothing left to throw
all the dishes were scattered
across the yard
the windows shattered
because loving him was so hard

I ran because I was haunted
I never knew what he wanted from me
I broke the sound barrier with my screams
awoke from turbulent dreams
to see him watching me in sleep

We lived in clapboard houses by the sea
off season, in rising mists
summers, wading through murky rivers, deep
I never knew what I had missed
before I offered him my heart to keep

He was my beauty
my saviour
my soul
that place deep inside me
where no one dared go

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