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May 2012
The lines in my hands
tell you their wisdom
while the tears in my eyes
tell you I've cried

The things they've done
and what they've seen
haunt me by day and night

While fireflies go across the sky
My regrets and mistakes crowd in
choking me and making me disappear
beneath their heaving darkness

A ****** cross
is all I see
condemning me to silence
for eternity

Without a voice
without a word
I become invisible
Sara Ackermann
Written by
Sara Ackermann  23/F/New Richmond, Wisconsin
(23/F/New Richmond, Wisconsin)   
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   Jaymi Swift
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