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Apr 2018
It is so sad to me
How much is
Left unsaid
By the broken
And the scared
And the scarred.
How many thoughts
Are left to be
Just the whisps
Of a painful memory
Of what it was like
To be what you said you are:
Fine
A friend of mine is going through a rough divorce and I know he is hurt and feels alone, but all I can do is watch because of that awful, cursed word-"fine"
Marisa Lu Makil
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Marisa Lu Makil  25/F/Holland, MI
(25/F/Holland, MI)   
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