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Mar 2014
People fall apart so quietly
barely making a sound
7 billion moments happening all in one
you know you can never truly know

Darkness creeps in noiselessly
paralyzing the grocery store cashier
who smiled at you all the same as she handed you change
Maybe tomorrow the sun will shine for her

How did we end up at this moment of madness?
When will we learn to unburden our load?  
The roof's caving in and debris ruined everything
but your best friend wont even tell you there's a crack
Teresa Smith
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Teresa Smith  Kent
(Kent)   
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