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Mar 2013
Nightfall didn't sprinkle
It always poured
And at 3 a.m.
As I was tangled
in my bed sheets
With my emotions
Caught in between
I realized that
This is my life and
I have complete control.
     So the next morning
When I rolled out
to make coffee
I searched through
the cabinet
And found the sugar
Poured it in
the bitter drink
because I decided
I was going
to be happy.
Madi
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Madi
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