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Dec 2019
Each day as evening starts upon the sky
The ache builds up in the chest
I know that I have to get to bed.
Before all hell breaks loose.

I hugged my tear-stained teddy bear
When no ones around
And cries for the one she loves and had lost
I scream without a sound.
Hoping that I’ll be heard,
Hoping one day the pain will go away.
But it doesn’t, not until I do.
To all those you don't dream at night, instead, you call out fir help. . .  and yet no one hears,
Written by
Krissi Micha Dees  14/F
(14/F)   
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