It IsA Poem by Zoe Kaufhold
it is the feeling I get when someone says the word.
it is the feeling when someone says his name whether it's him or not. it is the feeling when I see his face in pictures next to the ones I love it is the feeling of knowing what nobody else does. I have information that could corrupt and tear apart a family like a tornado would tear apart a lone house on top of a hill. I keep this infected information to myself so that I don't hurt anyone else. if I were to share the information I could be saved but the ones I care about could be caught in the balance it is the feeling of knowing that you're sacrificing yourself and saving everyone else but nobody else knows.
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Added on August 7, 2017 Last Updated on August 7, 2017 AuthorZoe KaufholdMason, OHAbout14 yrs old Ohio suicide survivor love writing love reading soccer more..Writing
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