Sentences
Sentences
the sirens were crying
and
so
was
i
and
so
were
you,
Mom,
they
were
coming
to
save
him
not
you,
not
us
because
you'd
be
waiting
until
he
got
home
he
was
being
saved
from
himself
we
were
being
saved
momentarily
for
the
length
of
a
prison
sentence
and
he
got
saved
until
he
came
back
even
more
broken
looking
for
someone
to
hurt
just
as
bad
as
he
was
his
sentences
were
shorter
than
this
one
prison
or
verbal,
they
didn't
end
in
release dates
or
in
periods
they
ended
in
bloody
fists
both
prison
and
verbal
sentences.
Copyright © Kate Lebeau | Year Posted 2023
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