Once Upon A Time (2)
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Sheena Blackhall
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Once upon a time I believed in everything
I thought I was cock of the midden
Walked hand-in-hand with happiness
Life dropped its usual bombshells
I was collateral damage
Hope performed the Indian rope trick
Shinnied into the clouds and disappeared
My jewels were paste, delight was counterfeit
With each new pregnancy, my hips widened
I was a tree dropping apples
Bruised by unforgiving ground
Violet stains on their hearts
Love was water, cupped in the hand
Trickling away like sand
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