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The Bigger Person

The bigger person.

That's what is expected.

Don't be childish.

Show some disipline.

Stop whining.

You're to old to be a child.

When was i young enough?

When?

I don't remember.

Just the comand,

Be the bigger person.

Don't cry.

Don't be angry.

Don't whine.

Don't feel.

Be a rock.

Let them hit you.

Don't retaliate.

I raised you better.

No.

You didn't.

You weren't there.

She took the job.

She tried.

But i was a rock.

Like you want now.

When did you turn back into a child?

Back?

BACK?

I was never a child.

Never.

Not once.

You ruined that experience.

I try.

I try to do what you wish.

But I need memories.

Sad.

Angry.

Happy.

But no.

I'm not allowed to feel.

That's what your words say.

Don't feel Tori.

You don't need feelings.

They make worthless consequences.

Like you.

You break my heart.

When I need to cry.

Scream.

Celebrate.

Now.

All I have are words.

On a page noone will read.

If they do.

They wont care.

Wont know the truth.

I do.

Always will.

Be the bigger person.

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tori-elizabeth-cook
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May 20, 2010
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