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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 05, 2017

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Mourning, aching.
Tears are breaking,
they are making,
what I am taking.
Tears are falling 
time is stalling,
and I am calling.
Screaming out for help.

To my knees
I feel the breeze,
hit the pain I feed

It all hurts worse.
I stand and rehearse,
hoping for a difference
from the time I tried first.
I know it's the same,
It's the fear untamed,
that puts it all in deep, deep shame.


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