Later

You

dropped an atomic bomb

on an already war torn country

left radioactive waste

to infiltrate and infect for years to come

then expected the sun to shine through the smog

You

shattered a vase into a million pieces

but won’t go buy the glue to piece it back together

rather brush it under a rug

to step and bleed on it again

later

I

will not live in the eye of your hurricane

anymore.

My head

is out of the sand and into the sky.

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