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Covered loveless
Shhhhhh..
take a minute
to listen..
it's faint
sorta like
a whisper
can you hear it?
there's a child
crying
in the distance
just out of reach
a futile existence
without the assistance
of its mother
covered
loveless..
born to perform
in the chior
of quiet angels
humming hope
choked
by fairytales...
i wish I could read her
a story
calmly comb her hair back
gently lift her chin
i would tell her
that worth doesn't come
in a bottle
that monsters get scared too
and mommy was just
born broken
but
I can't seem to find that child anymore
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