What To Do

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I have no voice.

It’s like I’m unspoken.

I have no choice.

My heart is broken.

I just want to cry

And curl up in a ball.

I just want to watch the sky

As flower petals fall.

When will this end?

Feels like I’m now being crushed by a boulder.

I need a friend

So I can cry my heart out on their shoulder.

I feel it coming.

The end is near.

It’s so damning

With everything to fear.

The light is leaving.

An end in sight.

My stomach is heaving.

Because it’s an end with fright.

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