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Myrrh
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Elaine
is the one who was almost me,
she is the one who turned
her back in the end.
She is the one who lost
herself all thoes years ago.
She was abused,
raped,
spit on.
She was homeless, an orphan.
She was the one who lost
her faith in God.
She is wrath,
she is hate,
she is pain.
She is the one who
went all the way this time.
She let those sugar coated
bullets pass her lips
and dissolve her blood
with no regret.
Elaine was almost me.
is the one who was almost me,
she is the one who turned
her back in the end.
She is the one who lost
herself all thoes years ago.
She was abused,
raped,
spit on.
She was homeless, an orphan.
She was the one who lost
her faith in God.
She is wrath,
she is hate,
she is pain.
She is the one who
went all the way this time.
She let those sugar coated
bullets pass her lips
and dissolve her blood
with no regret.
Elaine was almost me.