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LfUnNtH
by
Lisa
Storey
Tears
to
cry
Pain
that
does
not
go
away
the
feeling
in
her
stomach
aches
the
emotions
flood
her
head
why,
why?
why'did
daddy
die?
she
wipes
her
eyes,
her
hands
tremble,
only
for
them
to
refill
with
pools
of
anger,
hatred,
sadness,
dispear.
Her
head
swims
with
memories,
questions,
thoughts
of
DADDY.
She
screams
and
chokes
because
her
stomach
knots
and
feels
like
fire.
"Daddy
loved
me"
"Daddy
told
me"
"why
did
daddy
try
to
drive
home?"
He
was
to
go
to
a
friends
house
He
was
not
to
drive
home
Because
he
was
drinking.
Fuck!
W,
She
falls
on
the
bed
Sobs
and
Screams
No
Father,
NO
home,
No
ONE
She
can't
think,
or
eat
she
cries
herself
to
sleep
To
sleep
where?
She
does
not
know
There
is
no
where
to
go
No
one
to
help
She
will
drown
them
out
the
world
she
loved
she
should
hang
on
but
there
is
nothing
she
can
do
but
DRINK
the
enemy
is
a
friend
Drink
to
calm
Drink
to
think
Drink
and
Drive.
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Key
to
a
Woman's
Heart"
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Martin
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appearance,
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in
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men
dream
of
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private
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not
me
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is
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closer,
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fingers,
delicate
hands
within
strong.
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heat
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to
burn
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in
Deep
breaths,
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in
each
btherj's
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As
they
.softly
gaze
mtoeach
other's
eyesife?
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Will
Never
Be
The
Feelings
deep
inside
never
end
It
begins
each
day
with
the
waking
from
a
dream.
I
see
myself
in
the
bathroom
mirror.
And
I
am
angry.
Angry
at
mayself,
Others
for
juding
me
on
my
disturbing
appearance
Angry
at
life
for
giving
me
this
terrible
illness.
Not
an
illness
that
will
go
away,
but
one
that
stays
with
me
forever
By
Darin
Gibbsl
brilliance,!
Remorse
1
Iwander
around
searching
for
what
I
would
Miff
It
evades
me
like
a
shadow
'
.'.'-"",:
When
yb'u
turn
on
the
lights.
-
'
::
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The
lights
blind
me
for
a
moment
with
theirsudden
I
look
"at
trie
clock
it
ls'farTater
than
I
thou'gni'0-I've
been
searching
far
too
long
r.vf:
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and
still
have
nothing
to
shbwWEt;v"---"sji
You,-my,
friend
have
waited
for
me
like
a
sentry
I
do
not
know
what
I
have
done
to
be
blessed
"
f-'
with
your
unconditional
kindness.
'
-s
Ijust
accept
it
,
-;'.
and
pray
that
it
will
never
disappear.
I
brush
the
sleep
from
my
eyes
and
look
at
the
coffee
you
have
brought.
-
I
thank
you
and
jump
to
it
again.
-
;
::
I
can
see
in
your
eyes
that
you
think
this
pursuit
is,
useless
Yet
kindly
you
accept
without
so
much
as
a
word.
I'm
sorry
to
be
a
pain
-
but
I
must
find
what
I
seek
to
not
do
so
would
be
to
admit
defeat.'
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So
listlessly
I
return
to
my
search
hoping
to
find
what
seek
with
due
haste.
I
search
around
searching
here
and
there.
'
-
-"
Finally
I
found
what
I
was
looking
for
..
J
you
hear
me
cheer
.
-
;
'
,
I
sec
your
smile
and
it
warms
me
more
than
any
'.
victory.
When
you
fall
weakly
to
the
ground
Iforget
everything
and
hold
you
carefully
in
my,!
embrace.
'
'--'.
'
Tears
flow
freely
down
my
face
as
I
grab
the
phone
and
call
the
ambulance.
They
,
cannot
come
as
fast
I
would
like
but
eventually
they
arrive
and
take
you
away.-
I
stay
by
your
side
as
you
have
by
mine,
'
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tears
"still
flowing
like
a
sad
melody.
-
-
'';.'
When'
we
get
to
the
hospital
-
-'
"',
I
cannot
follow
any
further
for
they
take
you
to
the
operating
room.
The
doctor,
comes
out
with
a
grim
look.
He
apologizes
and
says
you
did
not
make
it.
,
,
:
It
is
now
thatl
realize
the
truth.
:
.
-
I
had
truly
admitted
defeat
by
not
spendirigrhy'dma
focused
on
you.
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fff
As
the
truth
settles
like
a
cold
blanket
or
snow,w
I
realize
that
I
never
did
say
I
loved
you
and
for
that
I
have
no
respite.
All
I
can
feel
is
the
numbing
sorrow
of
loss.
by
Sheldon
Martin
An
illness
that
limits
my
experiences.
I
think
of
the
things
I'll
never
do
I'll
never
experience
things
that
others
may,
I'm
seen
as
different
in
many's
eyes.
One
that
requires
special
treatment
And
care
to
live
life.
All
1
want
is
one
moment.
A
moments
where
everything
melts
away
A
moment
where
I
can
look
in
the
mirror
and
smile
A
moment
where
somebody
a
I
would
love
me,
disfigurement
and
all
And
where
I
can
walk
as
everyone
else,
live,
breathe
These
feelings
haunt
me,
every
moment
of
every
day
I
hide
them,
laugh,
joke
as
if
i
nothing's
wrong;
But
thev're
alwavs
there,
with
me
forever.
And
as
my
day
ends,
and
I
rest
my
head
I
am
filled
with
thoughts
of
what...
Will
Never
Be.