happiness

On December 9, 2015
a poem by [eunique]

something left
her. it slipped,
swam away
to someone who deserved it.

it used to drip from her
fingertips, leave
water-burns on her toes.
it made the birth

of a galaxy appear
in her eyes. it clung
to her like a shadow
to her demons.

the yells shook her
home, cracked the walls
of her mind, vaporized
her spine, her fingers

her heart, her happiness.

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