she whispers scary truths in the middle of the night,
worthless, unhappy, lacking.
without her, smiles and laughs,
freedom, essentially.
too much time enslaved,
to let go now.
clinging on to the only thing remembered,
the only one that gave worth and purpose.
give me strength to reach myself,
promises to follow command,
i will be strong,
please give me strength.
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it makes me happy that you still write.
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