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Mar 2013
Echoes from the past
tear through my soul
to expose me to the
cruel world I live in.
     It's that time of year again...

Abandoned by many
caught up in their everyday lives.
While I scream from within.
Hold it together.
     It's that time of year again...

My front is quite solid.
I've done this before.
No one knows...
I'm doing good.
     It's that time of year again...

But the loyal one's, they stay.
They endore my agaony with me.
It pains me to know that I am hurting them
by showing my true colors.
     It's that time of year again....

Some tell me I'm strong.
Don't they realize this only weakens me?
Leaving me quivering in the darkness
alone and scared.
     It's that time of year again...

But then I think of you,
"Broken Wing" is playing in the background
Embarrassing me in public....
Calling to pick you up while you hide behind the store...
What!  You're not allowed to skateboard through Target?
Come get me Mom...

I miss you.
You would anger me so much.
But I would laugh when you weren't looking.
I long for that laughter now...

Thank you for the joy that you have given to me.
I will love you Always and Forever.
     Especially at this time of year....
Angie Rourke
Written by
Angie Rourke  Chatsworth, CA
(Chatsworth, CA)   
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