Monday, 27 November 2017

Chrissie

what's left of Chrissie she laughs and hums a tune says its stupid to lie this is just what I do we skirt whats in the room, she gives another sigh children late for home, more like a whispered ooh her failing sight the same snuffled exercise, more like a whispered ooh, her failing sight, its a strange sight, to see below the ruins, a fear of flying,

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