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quarta-feira, 12 de junho de 2013

Wounded Child

A pale-milk and bloodstained child
hid behind white curtains pretending 
to be a ghost, because then maybe 
"they" would go away without hurting her. 
Little she knew about the death
she was about to face.
Little she knew about the ghost 
she would become.