This feeling of hopelessness aches
I can't handle the feeling of constant breaks
We're supposed to be together, right?
You kissed me so hard that night
Everything about it made me weak
The way your thumbs brushed over my cheek
I don't understand your logic
Admit feelings but do nothing thats toxic
I lay awake at night wondering why
Why try again with you when it's all a lie
You can't and won't tell your friends
That's why I draw the line and this
Whatever it is......ends
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Taylor Kelly
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The room didn’t smell like disinfectants. Its fragrance seemed light and not overbearing. A soft mixture of lavender and mint permeated the space. No beeping machines or any tubes hooked up to four-year-old Kaleeka. Her cacao skin seemed to glow from the light over her head. The family, save for one and the doctors and nurses exited the room like a trail of saints showing their last vestiges of regard.
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