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May 6
in bed

I do nothing
but lay in this bed

"ABIGALE!!!" I can hear
my name being called as if I'm
some sort of maid to her every beck
and call but I'm not, I'm just her daughter

I'm just her tired, lonely, sad, and afraid, daughter
Who at times feel grateful but at others feel terrified
I don't know what to do, what to say, or how to be myself
when all I feel is sadness in her presence yet at the same time
undying & endless love because after all, she is my one and only
I don't even know what this is but it's something I thought I'd share ; )
Written by
Abigale  15/F/Texas
     BR Dragos, Perry and Suzy Berlinsky
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