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a world torn in half
I am made of rainy days
spent braiding and unbraiding the same pieces of string
held together by my family
and though my tears may spill
I can still say
that I am ok
I'm standing tall -
be ok
Hiding behind a mask
Made of fake happiness
And smiles slapped on for the sake of others
Sitting with my back to a corner
Head down
I feel the tears run down my face
But nobody else can see them -
grandmother
i can't belive
that after all this time
all the years we've spent together
there's a limit
to how long
i have left with you.
this pain is raw
and it hurts deeply
to think
of all the things -
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tiny
stop
stop it
I SAID STOP!
WHY CAN'T YOU SEE HOW -
the pleasantries of showering
The water gently cascades over your head
Warming your scalp
And slowly trickling down your back
As the steamy air fills your lungs
And the bubbles caress your hair
With the sweet scent of something fruity
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