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Guilt

I feel guilt for crying 

when you have more pain 

you cry for your mother 

and I cry because of mine 

you cry for a lost home 

and I cry for a broken one 

your tears fall for your dead siblings 

and I cry because I fight with mine 

you scream at the men around you 

and I can't look them in the eye 

you were taken away as a child 

and I never was one 

together we cry for death 

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Russell Jacklin

Fri 14th Oct 2022 12:25

Brilliant, grief intertwined

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