she flowed out
ghosts could see her coming
the trees that have always hugged the calm breeze of the small town
The odd one out a small boy who shat on those small town rules not able to perform
She flowed out for company
That bottle of wine flowed out
conversation flowed out and exposed too much
Hidden wounds lost their scabs and stitches all of a sudden
Heart knots tighten and tangle and words poison the muddle
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