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Aug 2018
I close my eyes,
Not even God will erase the memories from my mind
Red covering my mom's shirt,
You yell at her, she cries
She fights back, trying to process
Where things got wrong.

Now you live your best life,
And my mother can't lie, but she tries to fake her smile
I feel pain when I lay at night
Life's not great, life's not good
All because of you.

I try to catch the light,
I ask for guidence
Please, I don't want to break again
Breathing, sometimes, feels hard
You think everything's fine
All I can do is fake a smile and lie,
Saying 'I love you' when you call.
Mariam Baalbaki
Written by
Mariam Baalbaki  16/F/Brazil
(16/F/Brazil)   
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