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Tuesday night, my mother sits , her face buried in her screen Blues playing on the radio at the neighbours house My brother yells from across the bolder keeping us apart My door opens , freshly presented with a new responsibility Breathing , had so feverishly left , As the words echoed through the pen keeping me sane My mother had brought me a request , A journey through the cracks of our house, Whispering the imperfections of my efforts My books sadly abandoning me in the abyss of my cluelessness Pots ringing in the distance ,my mother notices my exhaustion Considering her yearning for my duty The door shuts pulling the last of my efforts at its tail Victory! Shortly lived , as the voice blasts into the oblivion of my echo “RUN ME A BATH OF COLD WATER" “AND DONT FORGET TO BREATH"
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Aug 19, 2024
Aug 19, 2024 at 1:18 PM UTC
A Bath of Cold Water
Tuesday night, my mother sits , her face buried in her screen Blues playing on the radio at the neighbours house My brother yells from across the bolder keeping us apart My door opens , freshly presented with a new responsibility Breathing , had so feverishly left , As the words echoed through the pen keeping me sane My mother had brought me a request , A journey through the cracks of our house, Whispering the imperfections of my efforts My books sadly abandoning me in the abyss of my cluelessness Pots ringing in the distance ,my mother notices my exhaustion Considering her yearning for my duty The door shuts pulling the last of my efforts at its tail Victory! Shortly lived , as the voice blasts into the oblivion of my echo “RUN ME A BATH OF COLD WATER" “AND DONT FORGET TO BREATH"
I am a busy teen , who cooks and cleans
paige-11
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Aug 19, 2024
Aug 19, 2024 at 1:18 PM UTC
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