I have broken my own bones,
splintered them
and placed them into bags,
dozens of bags of me,
and I have thrown them
from the windows of speeding cars
in hope that you will find me
after the crash, somewhere
where the good girls would never go,
littered between back alleys
in the dark parts, the places where
the good girls are always found.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
Nicole Lyons 
Wow Nicole. This is stunning!
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Oh wow! Thank you for reading.
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My pleasure!!
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I had to just sit with this for a few minutes, with my mouth hanging open.
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Ugh, I love this – exactly what I hoped for. Thank you, Bob.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Nicole – where are the good girls found?
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Day-um, girl! ❤
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Thank you
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You’re so welcome. You’re so damned fierce. 😊
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Oh god the feels!
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So please you like it. Thank you for reading.
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Wow great collection you have here, glad I found the place.
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