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Marie
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He came in quietly and said, Come on darling time to get up, No more crying in your bed, It’ll be ok.
Pain makes me seek a refuge From the people in my room Pain makes me seek a refuge From the harsh and cold wind Pain makes me seek a refuge From the cruel, crude world Pain makes me seek a refuge From the voices from within
Blowing harshly, Is the wind, A tumbling leaf, Twisting with grief, The leaf is mad, To leave it’s home But the longer the ride Flying like a crazy drone, The more fun, The sweet freedom, softly gliding, A calming numb.
Poetry
You are so immature, Even after 6, Don’t go for that guy, He turns out to be a prick. Be kind to your family, Don’t hide, Because trust me younger self, It’s not worth the cries.