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What Once Was
How could you do this to me?
My body lays broken, battered, and bruised.
My heart snapped in half.
I reach for the home I once longed for,
starved, alone, and harmed.
I dream of what it feels like to be inside.
I hope for nothing but safety, company, and a happy life,
my skinny arms grab for the dead,colorless,dry grass…
once bright and filled with joyous memories.
I long for the place I once called home,
scarred, forbidden, and lost.
I wish for one more memory.
I stare at the dull, faded building I once felt was safe,
the walls showered in what used to be good.
Still blindsided with how you could do this to me.
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Inspired by Christina’s World by Andrew Wyeth (1948)