I Was Eight

in the dead of night under a black-blue-purple sky she ripped me away from my home the only thing i ever knew she smothered me with her shirt to stop the cries bound my hands to end my desperate scratches held up that ragged rabbit i kept beside my bed and told me i was safe that she was my hero no matter what anyone else said

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