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August 21, 2016
By Olivia-Atlet ELITE, Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
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Olivia-Atlet ELITE, Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
"To these the past hath its phantoms,<br /> More real than solid earth;<br /> And to these death does not mean decay,<br /> But only another birth" <br /> - Isabella Banks

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So this is how it ends?

Broken backs and hallowed smiles.

I never believed this could happen, 

Not after all of my trials. 

 

"Coddle my weakness,

Pitiless heart,

Rip me to pieces, 

Tear me apart."

 

Like a vow in July,

I good as sang out that script. 

I ruined my life,

My freedom, my happiness, was stripped. 

 

You pulled me by threads 

And expected a show,

But all you received

Was a hard-fisted blow. 

 

I couldn't be yours, 

Depression, mi amore,

Even then when I stood,

I learned how to soar. 

© Russell S., Bethesda, MD

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