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-missing-

January 16, 2014

1/16/2014

MIA.

mothers; fathers.

sisters; brothers.

grandparents.

aunts; uncles.

nobody there to hear us cry.

our tormented sorrow,

deep within the marrow

of our tiny lives;

and nobody is there.

people come and people go,

even if to make their lives shinier

to the world;

short-term, part-time love.

fair-weather families;

i’m too much for them to care;

their last damn is given

to children that need it;

who also happen to be blood-

they once called me daughter,

but only because i

never screwed up.

-freya

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