Poetic

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Sometimes, we all have our moments. My moments, make me miss my parents the most. When you don’t have anyone to reach out to and get REAL TALK from, you begin to seize up, and create a shell.


Got a lot weighing on my mind
Bearing so deep 
It hits like it’s  a crime
Ripping
Shredding
Breaking
Unwinding
Until I crack
Enter into hiding.
©Rarenwise 8-6-18





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