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Jul 2013
does it make me
dwell in darkness even more?
is it allowing me to sit and watch
while maybe I should
that maybe I should have
took control.
While she happily greeted it,
he angrily swung at it
while I sat.
Headache so strong
Body so stuck
The decision never made.
then only after did the questions roll in.
I've witnessed it more than twice.
Once too many.
Is it wrong of her to be excited for the possible death of her?
Is it wrong of me to be that sister to let it continue?
Is it wrong of the friends that hear it more than me?
Is it wrong of him to allow himself to get to that point?
The little man I see him as;
then act as though we're cool.
as all darkness begins to swell
was i right?
or is it the drugs in me
that already have control
my mind detached from my body
as I just sat.
no.
I have to stop.
no excuses.
we were all wrong.
we are all victims.
it shouldn't have happened
I shouldn't have watched.
I shouldn't have wrote about it.
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