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Jan 2015
i've been crying for what seems like days now
another loop
another hurtle
of course, of course, its never that easy.
sleep all day
cry most of the night
"don't be a sad sack."
chew on my lip
fiddle with my hands
crying again
sleeping again
"stop being a sad sack."
chew on my finger nails
bags under my eyes
can't cry anymore
don't want to hear it again
smile, smile
won't say it again if you smile.
M K
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M K  Illinois
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