Darling, I'm losingA Poem by MicheleDarling, the rate at which i suddenly slump into sadness For I am not a sad person, you see, my life is a seemingly mundane pile of normalcy, and yet I burn in my own anguish. Darling, with myself. This sharp pain of life is insufferable. I want to escape. I want you to see me for what I am. © 2013 MicheleAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on October 31, 2013 Last Updated on October 31, 2013 AuthorMicheleNJAboutI am a collection of all the lives I've ever lived. "One night, I will wake up at three AM And I will roll over Into your arms. You will rub my back Until I fall back to sleep. I will wait fo.. more..Writing
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