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Feb 2014
My head is hurting,
My eyes are red.
Standing here, I do dread.

No pieces fit,
No words match up.
There is only a big lump.

My kitty jumps,
And rips it apart.
So I am temped to throw a dart.

The light goes out,
In my head.
I pray I am not dead.

My sight is blurry,
My voice is cracked.
My heart is beating with a lag.

The puzzle in front of me,
I can not complete.
But I won't fall in defeat.
Erin E Esping
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Erin E Esping  16/F/Atlanta, GA
(16/F/Atlanta, GA)   
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