Today I cut
Today I cry
Today I fall
My knees scrape the dirt
my hands fly to my face
and hurriedly brush the never ending tears
snot covering my sleeves,
I roll around in the dirt and
hug my knees to my chest
as the sobs rack through me
Wasn't this deja vu
that I was always like this?
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Nighttime reminders
PuisiNighttime reminds us of.... the voices in our head when they get loud, the sadness in our hearts when no one listens, the peace we find only to crumble, the people we know, only that they never want us to achieve, the emptiness of our souls that dar...
