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Apr 2016
It usually starts with a stare
Then the water comes
So much all at once
Your next instinct is to run
But instead you drop
And let it come through you like a wave
You grab both sides of your face
Trying to make sure your still in one peace
Then you starting to mumble as you remember
"No"
"I won't be able to handle it"
Like a chant.
Then you start yelling.
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
Then as you start to calm down
You start thinking again
Then realized that you broke.
Dawn Lambert
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Dawn Lambert  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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