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Nydia

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

8 poems·Since March 2014
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Whispers of the Storm

March 31, 2014

Now she is wondering

Looking for mom and dad

Scream Little Girl Scream

 

He is scared

Trying to escape the terrible wind

Run Little Boy Run

 

Her kid was lost

Under the rubble and Debris

Cry Mom Cry

 

He sat on what was left of the porch

He sat on what was left of his heart

Die Dad Die

 

And even though the storm told them these things

They lived on

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