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Nov 2015
through her eyes
her pain reflects onto me
her untold lost dreams
that were never given life

through her face
a blank canvas
fixed in another planet
struggling to confront her decisions

through her voice
my voice illuminates
singing her songs
of things lost in the past

stories that shatter the glass
breaking the surface against the rubble
she quakes in fear to tell the truth
but how can she be this mute?
don't settle in life. you'll end up waking up one day realising you've been lying to yourself for years, while your children try to understand why you are not alike.
cloud
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cloud  Jamaica
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