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Jan 2016
I'm sitting here on this grass
Where it all began...

I'm sitting here because I wish that you would know I'm here, and come.
I'm sitting here because it all ended this morning... but I still can't...
I'm sitting here because this was you and I.
I'm sitting here because ****! It hurts!
I'm sitting here because I want to end it where it all began...

I'm sitting here because I don't have the strength to get up...
I must leave my heart at this place,
Can't take it with me,
The pain needs to stay
This awful feeling can't follow me home...

I'm just sitting here...
I'm taking it all in
The smell of the grass
The green car going by
The sounds of the plane...
I'm soaking it up so I can leave it and go.

So I'm just going to sit here for a little while... I'm going to cry as much as I need to, I'm going to let this pain scream as loud as it wants... I'm going to grasp this grass and feel the wet earth on my fingers...
I'm going to let the feelings take over...

I'm going to just sit here...
Because once I get up...
I'm leaving it all behind.
Marcia Villavicencio
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