Notice of absence from Vanna
I come and go. Sometimes I will post everyday for a week and then I won’t post for months.
I come and go. Sometimes I will post everyday for a week and then I won’t post for months.
We scream and we scream, hoping it's just a bad dream.
Crying and crying, praying we aren't dying.
We bleed and we bleed from being used as a steed.
We shake and we shake, hoping to not break.
We scream and we scream — we aren't a dream.
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Author:
Vanna (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Based off my previous poem slaughter
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- In collections: The Cost of Breath.
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