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May 2014
Sometimes I cry because I miss you
And because you are sorry and selfish.
I cry a lot, now that I think about it.
I cry because people are in pain and
It is my fault.
I cry when you left for four hours
And didn't come back until I had walked across the earth.
Sometimes I find myself sobbing because I make a mess of everything
Or because I'm just...me.
Does that make sense?
Amanda Michaels
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