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May 2018
I saw a little girl
Bumping side to side
As she lifted up and down
Along a tree branch
That had fallen
Or been cut down
I'm not too sure.

It looked as if she bounced among
Over grown spiders
I thought and felt
I'm much like her.

I throw myself into my work
Ain't nobody got respect for any boundaries
I tore my feet up with too many high heels
And step away from my phone when I can
I fancy myself a flame thrower
A mermaid crowned in self taught glory
And at times I'm the saddest sad girl there is.

I'm not sure if things last
Or how they do
I wish and ache for someone on my team
And I think of all there is to do
And how I have to sort through all my emails tomorrow
While trying to release
Relax
Better.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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