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Sep 2014
Striking like lightning
Powering like fire
My body screeches for help
What is it yelling for?
Advil?
Aleve?
It doesn’t work
I hope the pain will be washed away like
sand washes from my feet into the ocean
Holding on to dear life
Speechless
Three hours laters later
It’s like i’m resurrected
That pain, the screaming of my weary body.
I forgot that I was having a child
I’m not ready for this
Or maybe I am, when I awake I gazed at a beautiful princess
I am reminded of growing up and a childhood of so much fun.
I am relieved.
Riche'
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