released from your guiding hand
the water took my breath
a natural flow of sadness
choking out the child
left behind
they taught me
how to fold in the bedsheets
while thirsting for my red blood
a drop left on my lip
spit it out they said
clean your mouth they said
nails in palms to their god
same rusted iron remnants
rape my spirit
steal my mind
nothing left untouched
yet all had remain intact
i found my way to the water
where the blood flowed
I let her die with no remorse
and took the breath that was saved for me
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