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A Foster Kid’s Dilemma

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Death on the Cona

Death on the Cona

by Michalann Clark

Imagine hearing beautiful words

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Your heart brims with joy

You finally let yourself open up With no fear of your heart being destroyed.

You hear these beautiful words

And feel as if you can fly Then all of a sudden You are falling from the sky.

Those oh so beautiful “I love you’s” Turn into false accusations And deep regretful sighs. Those “we will never leave” Turn into goodbyes.

They watch in satisfaction

As you shrivel up and cry, Imagine a gut-wrenching pain Grabbing your sides

While you wait for your ride.

You are screaming why inside How could they lie?

Saying they are not like the rest But when put to the test they run and say the old parents were right.

You are in another home now

You can’t even look them in the eyes You just want to scream and hide. You’re so tired of these awful goodbyes And new hellos full of judgmental eyes. They judge you as you sit quietly in the corner Tears burning from inside

You’re so tired of moving Why do you even try?

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