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To Those Who've Helped Me~Lorina Henderson

I sit in my windows

My soul a pitch black pool

I try to see past

The thing that makes me a fool

When I finally reach the brim

Of this undying thing that lives

I only get pushed farther

Into my soul, which refuses to give.

My windows, otherwise known as eyes

Soon are corrupted with my friends painful lies

Yet they help me, to see past

So that I know I'm not the first

Or the very last

I thank those who've helped me

Guided me, blinded me, shielded me

'Cause even though some hurt me

More helped than left me behind

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