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my eyes are dried out,
not a single tear dares to come out,
my body aches from malnutrition even though it doesn’t seem that way,
my anger bottles up deeper within me,
my emotions taking over,
and my love for someone making it harder for me to breathe,
my mother surviving on her last thread,
my sister finally being herself,
i feel as a proud mom watching her daughter promote,
but soon it’s going to come to an end
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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