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Something old, nothing new, something borrowed, something blue-- words of generational trauma

By MellePublished 4 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read

Borrowed hurt by you

Old as the blood that we share,

Blood that burned me blue.

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    Written by Melle