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Dec 2014
She cries.
She whispers her pain into my ear.
She lays down on her bed of roses.
She sobs.
She covers her face with the pillow.
She says your name and breaks down.
She curls up like a child.
She looks out her window.
She silently weeps.
She wipes her tears.
She pretends she isn't hurt.
She's stronger than us all.
Andrew Quilles
Written by
Andrew Quilles  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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