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Feb 2019
Woe is me,

I see Grammy getting older as she sleeps all day.
My mom stressed more than ever because she works all day.
Daddy is getting out prison in a few days.
My uncle letting me see my baby cousin again so we play.

But even that doesn't brush the pain away.
Because I still have pain from the last time.  
It’s always going to be there for the rest of my lifetime.
I guess I can but it aside in meantime.

So maybe it should be woe betide you.
Because we both know that's true.
Written in 2013
Eryca
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Eryca  21/F/Kansas City
(21/F/Kansas City)   
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