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Nov 2014
My lips are open but I cannot speak
My tongue is numb, my lips are weak
So in silence here I sit
Harassed by the ever present IT
He watches me as I walk by
I think I'm okay, but I know that's a lie
As long as he's watching, I  can't say a word
I wish I could fly away like a bird
They all had a sense to turn and flee
But my life has collapsed, I'm stuck in the debris
So stuck here in the rubble, I try to live
No kindness or understanding are they willing to give
So secluded in and alone in a closet off the hall
I hide as the lockers all slam, shaking the walls
I hope he won't find me, in a sanctuary here
Maybe someday my worries will just disappear
But for now...
Jennifer Collins
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Jennifer Collins  Capulin, New Mexico
(Capulin, New Mexico)   
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