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Nov 2014
Wipes a tear
Swallows a cry
There is no fear
Not a question why

She holds her tongue
With some fail
Her voice breaks off
She feels frail

No more fighting
She whispers aloud
I'm so tired of it
She wants to hide in a crowd.

Mom, I'm done
She says as she leaves
She cries and slams the door
and whispers
"Just breathe."
Lexi Smith
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Lexi Smith  Oklahoma
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