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Posted by barbara on March 18, 2011 at 5:25 PM

Thick and cold

Encasing my essence

No hush left in my wake

I make not a sound

As tears stream down my cheeks

Even my crying is muted now

My heart, shriveled and dying

Broken without a whisper

Wasted, unwanted, turning to dust

Blows away, unnoticed

I was always less than nothing

Now even more so than ever

Soon forgotten

My entire existence wiped away

As if I never was


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Reply Tammy Hendrix
3:18 PM on March 21, 2011 
This hurts my heart, Barbara. But, I get it. I wonder more than I care to admit if I really do matter, if anyone actually notices me.

Your words always drag me with you.