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She
By MwsR
She was there,
She was always there waiting in the corner
Trying to get out
Trying to holler, even shout
Time wasn’t good to her during those years She spent most of her time in a room with all her tears
Sadness and mercy were her best friends
She often wondered where she’d be in the end
Her weakness and selfishness,
But all that helped her cope
Sometimes she even thought about taking some dope
Time couldn’t take what God gave her
She only hoped that she would be in his favor
While everyone else went about their day
She always seemed to stay
Somewhere, someone maybe, maybe not
She felt like inside she was starting to rot
Secrets and lies
But she played the game
She assumed that one day her heart will become lame
To drift in existence
Sometimes just walking away
This was a normal, typical day for her.
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