Fissure

I don't want to grow up knowing that my world is dying. 
I don't want to thrive knowing my world is crying. 
Your horrible
awful
HUMAN
pain has driven this nail into the world that is my world. 
There is now a fissure so deep into it that I don't think it can
ever
be repared. 
 
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Mercury

VT

17 years old

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    I once described myself as a river
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    Storm Warning

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    It came when I didn't expect it, and it cried 
    Like a child, it screamed longer than it should've 
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