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Oct 17
Hear the candle popping as it's burning
Slightest glow on the kitchen table
Tired faces lit with sorrow circle the room
Then the shared pains follow
A room with memories left behind
Empty looks watching an empty house
Once every full moon
We share each other's light
But that's all just in my mind

Photobook of moments
Burned into our conscience
We speak without words
Our looks say more than enough
We know when it's been raining on us for a bit too long
And we keep company when it's hard to hold on
If we got the chance wouldn't choose anyone else
We both feel the storm just the same
But i don't know how that works
It's all just in my head

Wondering what it's like
Always with family
A word that's hard to define
Brings so much joy or pain
A sweet relief you won't escape
Or burning hell you wish to erase?
When it's just you
You don't know what to know
Is it really destiny
Is that really family?
Skyler H
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Skyler H  19/M
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