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Mol
Poems
Nov 2018
your sorrows
I hear you crying in the room upstairs
and your tears begin to drip through the cracks of the ceiling.
I try to swim through them to save you
but I begin to drown.
I cannot help you,
I cannot comfort you,
only drown in your sorrows.
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Mol
19/F/Ireland
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