I'm here.
Do you not see me?
I'm here.
Do you not hear the desperation in every word left unspoken?
I'm here.
Do you not feel my presence; worn and anxious and praying for you to call my name?
I'm here.
The days fade by
I try so damn hard not to cry.
I'm here,
Lingering like a hushed lullaby.
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Just a teen girl. Just a few words. Just a day. Just a pen. Just a little magic.
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Thank you! All of these were written while I'm in the middle of a situation. That means a lot. @gazplend
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