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sandra wyllie
Poems
Jun 2019
There is No Me
left
to give you
someone took it
fed it to themselves
gorged on it
had their fill
threw it up β
it became chunks
of something
that once was
but smelled
foul
and looked
revolting
whatβs left -
disgusting
right
Written by
sandra wyllie
60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)
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