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Mar 2013
Her
Sobbing
Smothered by
Pillows on the
Bed

Goes
Without
Notice by
Anyone but
Her.

So,
She stays
Alone in
Her room of fear
still.

She
Waits for
Someone to
Ask if she is
there.
Lexiconical Quinn
Written by
Lexiconical Quinn  Fort Collins
(Fort Collins)   
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