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truth shouldn’t be that hard to swallow inhale it blow out I’ll be different tomorrow RX write a prescription that’ll get you by your mirror image is it a lie crashing can you tell half full or half empty what is or what was can you descibe this person you’ve become your grasp slipped left you stuck in a ditch is this it my artificial happiness a quick fix sheds my mind pauses passes and I’ve learned to rely can I go back Make up for lost time Fill in the blanks Can I rebirth Imitate my worth As I write these words There stinging Exposing Revealing The substance your hiding behind Mimicking relief bleeding out grief bandaging the meaning Today we’ll learn to deal with our feelings -AnnMarie Dunn



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