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My Marine

For the first time

In several months

I have felt an emotion

That isn't resent

For another human being.

I am thinking of one of

My truest friends.

One of my main confidants

In all of life's turmoils.

And this emotion is sad.

I am sad because she truly

Believes that her path is set,

That this is the only way.

She is self loathing and she is sad.

She is brave above all else

But she is also a coward.

I wish more then anything

For her safety

In these approaching times.

They will not be easy

For anyone.

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Written by
pushthepulldoor
Published
Nov 16, 2015
Lines·Words
21·100
Tags
#self#sad#bestfriend#loathing#marine
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