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Mar 2016
she so often carried those around her on her shoulders
it was habitual at this point
because she knows what it is like to have no one to lean on
one second you are there the next you are falling
and your arms reach out for anything, anyone
somewhere along the way she fell and no one heard the crash
so she picked herself up and vowed to never let those around her feel this way
oh, but beautiful girl, who holds your hand when the world closes in
at night when there is only you and your thoughts
who eases your mind
a girl is only as strong as those around her
bleh
Dennise K
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Dennise K  Lusitania
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