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Abandoned
Abandoned
doesn’t quite cover it. Anger and resentment
course through my veins, along with a
little hope and sadness because abandoned
is
just another word for unloved. That is something
I feel everyday, minute by minute inching along
with nobody to help nobody to listen. But is
she
thinking of me too? Perhaps staying up at night
staring at the blank darkness, wondering out
loud whether she’ll get to hold me one last time or if we’ll
ever
see each other again. Yet somehow I know
(in some sad way) that maybe seeing her, feeling
her motherly warmth is not the best idea. Maybe her
coming
home is not the best thing for me. Do I really want to see her in
her dwindling state? Watch her fall to pieces
before my eyes just to get one last kiss. Watch her turn her
back
on me once again.

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