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My Suffering Got Away But Hers Started Today

I lay on the floor, She walks through the door. What have I done? I feel like crying, But i can't because in and reality I'm dying. What have I done?? only my mum are really shattered, I think my life actually mattered. What have I done?! It was an accident, I didn't mean to! I wanna go back, think it through! What have I done!!? But she can't hear me. All I can see, is her misery. What have I done?. I got my suffering to go away, As I did, my mums pain started today. What have I done?...

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Date: 11/5/2017 9:17:00 AM
Such anguish for you and your mum. Such sadness in your write. Love the repetition of "What have I done?" at the end of each stanza.
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Daisy Tyrrell
Date: 11/5/2017 9:47:00 AM
thankyou, as you might notice , i do a lot of repetition to make more empathizes
Date: 11/4/2017 9:42:00 AM
So sad...
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Date: 11/3/2017 7:01:00 PM
So awfully sad, Daisy. Expressed well!
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Daisy Tyrrell
Date: 11/4/2017 7:45:00 AM
thanks kim x
Date: 11/3/2017 6:15:00 PM
Parents are doing the best they can and in the end if there is love there is space for forgiveness. Often that forgiveness needs to flow in two directions. A thought provoking piece.
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/3/2017 6:18:00 PM
Sometimes we also need to forgive ourselves. We were not made to reside in shame as it separates us from our true selves.
Date: 11/3/2017 5:42:00 PM
You are an amazing expressionist. Your words paint emotions for others to see. Your strength is one of your most revered qualities.
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Date: 11/3/2017 5:39:00 PM
We can't choose our Parents And we are not bound by them or unto them if they make you miserable
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