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Feb 2014
She was quiet like carpeted stairs
barely making a sound as people
trampled over her.
She was constantly walked on
forever supporting the weight of others.
Nobody questioned what type
of support was beneath her.
Little did they know,
her supports were rotting away.
She is in danger of breaking
under the heavy steps of the ones who trusted her.
Bex
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