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55 Word Poem

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She lies on the bed.
Words run through her head.
Darkness and secrets press upon her.
What to do?
Where to turn?
To friends who are never there?
To parents who would never care?
There’s only one place in her mind to run away.
Someone comes in.
She lies on the bed,
cold and gray.





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