(A letter to a friend)
There are times I forgot I was strong
And fed myself 'pain',
Binding my 'entirety', fastening the knot with a rope that weighs down the heart;
And sometimes Gasping for air under the shower heads,
And (an occasional) throw pillow that covers the face so the cries won't escape the mouth.
Through all 'the hurt',
You stood by me.
And for that -
I thank you.
-LomlomMizo
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