If I walked in I would have killed that man.
I revisit that place many times in my dreams,
and every time,
I kill him before I hug you.
If I could grab you and run I would,
knowing dead or alive,
he’ll have his hands on us for the rest of our lives.
But now I just want to hug you.
I want to love you.
and all your shattered pieces.
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