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entry 5 - Spiral
TW: Mentions of Death
It's her birthday,
but she can't celebrate...
And it's my fault.
We all know it.
My brother,
my sister,
my father.
She gave her life for me.
Without me she would be here.
Every year, the date nears and I feel it happen.
I feel myself 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒍.
What would life be like with her still here?
With me gone?
Comments (2)
This is so sad… having a birthing experience that only leaves one alive is so jarring.
Great poem. :+1:
it really is sad, :cry:
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