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As the tears well up in her eyes she begins to choke them back,
For she doesn't know why they are building like a flood. If she doesn't hold them 
back she's afraid they may not stop for they have been locked behind walls for far 
too long.
Walls of pride, fear of not knowing if it's going to be okay, and knowing the tears 
may be the admittance that she is too weak to handle everything that is flying at 
her.
Her world is a whirlwind, maybe that's why she's always on the move, to keep up 
with the things going on. If she stops it may all catch up with her.
Could she handle that? Could she handle the reality of what seems to be 
spinning out of control?
Then she realizes … it is out of her control, all she can do is pray and believe that 
it will all be okay. She knows that's the only thing to do.
She's handling it okay, but the weight is becoming a little overwhelming, she 
wants to help, wants to fix things, but doesn't know how. If she can't fix them 
she's afraid she's letting everyone down. 
Why is it she feels so responsible? 
Her heart feels so heavy.
Do people see that sometimes she trembles with each breath because she 
doesn't know how much longer she can hold?
She's about to break under the pressure of all that is going on. 
Maybe it's because she wants everyone to be okay, everyone to be happy. She 
doesn't want anyone to suffer or hurt.
What can she do to fix that? Is it even possible?
Her thoughts are spinning in a million directions 
She holds on to what she knows is true for that's what helps to be bring her 
through things like this.
But now, all she wants to do is sleep, for when she is sleeping, her world is at 
rest.and her heart is light, for in her sleep are dreams of a life where everything is 
okay. 
11/30/06

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