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Ellen Reid
Poems
Sep 2013
Control
The room was a skeleton
And all too familiar.
The scent of sadness.
The spine of the wall.
The lettering that made your illness
Out to be worse than it was.
I wanted to grab her hand
And tell her that it all would
Get better in time.
Like it did for me.
But what a lie that was;
What a lie that was.
Written by
Ellen Reid
Ireland
(Ireland)
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