she is marvelous at hiding
she is afraid
she is anxious, unsettled, and aware
she is brushing her thick hair, distracted by its weight
she is cursing herself for her selfishness
she is anticipating the end
she is sad for others, but only angry for herself
she is surrounded
she is above and below
she is caught, marked, and ready
she is standing tall
she is backing away
she is learning her own strength
she is fading more and more each day
she is understanding what pity really means
she is undone and rebuilt
she is better than before
she is me
she is free
she is no more
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3 comments:
she is me, too.
and her
and her
and her over there
and that girl
and this one too.
and once we all realize that, things will be a lot better
xo
I think Lora said it correctly.
Warmest regards.
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