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Oct 2012
I read a book and it was called "Spring"
because that's what season it was and it was perfectly accompanied by tea
my parents were in love and my sister was talking about college
i told my grandpa and he told me how bright i was
i went to church and loved Jesus with all my heart
this was the time i graduated eighth grade with big ambitions
and a set of friends
this was the year i cried about leaving
not from sadness - but because i was set free

I read a book and it was called "Addiction"
because that's what was talked about at home and what made my sister yellow with age
my parents were in love and my sister was in trouble
i told my grandpa and he just continued to ignore me
i still went to church but was too tired on Sundays
this was the time that the sun started setting sooner and talks about school were being said
this was the year i cried about high school
not from sadness - but from fear

I read a book and it was called "The End"
because that's what i felt was coming
my parents still love each other and they are partners-in-crime
my sister stopped speaking the truth long ago and turned to smoking chimneys
i told my grandpa and he got ******, still not focusing on me
i stopped going to church, watching others play God
this was the time that high school ****** me in and messed with my head
this was the year that i cried about friends
not from sadness - but from pain

I read one more book and it was called "Nothing"
because that's what was in my head
my parents are in love
my sister is falling through the cracks
my grandpa stopped calling
are you there God?
it's me, Sam
this was the time that the sink was emptied and bags formed under eyes
this was the year i cried over loss
not from sadness - but from the unknown

I stopped reading books.
Sam McCullough
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Sam McCullough  Seattle
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