sleepyskin's Diaryland Diary

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she's a brick

there is something to be said about
an empty womb.
when the confessions are made
years later the day is still
remembered.
he wouldn't come and hold my hand
so I sat alone
waited for them to call my name.
in the car there was a deafning silence as I struggled to grasp
what had just happened to my body.
january will never be the same, now filled with
the smell of sterile room
and uneasiness.

11:52 AM - May 27, 2002

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