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Her eyes are just like the deep blue ocean; His smile shines as bright as the sun above. When she looks at him she sees devotion. He knows she is everything he's dreamed of.
The voices around me makes me wanna do something I shouldn’t. Can you get underneath that, interpret that. Understand on a subatomic level the danger of those words no one will truly comprehend.
It has been fifteen years. Sometimes I wonder If when I cry you shed tears, too, and I wonder Will I go deaf soon? I try to drown out your shouting matches. The percussion leads your voice. The great wave crashes
My heart hurts but all I can do is remember what it was it was like before There was no pain Not like this anyway I was Happier I was Kinder I was Whole Now I'm broken
Home not a house, but secretly so frail. Burned, but not detroyed, by a letter in the mail.   Home now a house, one voice instead of two,  is a home half empty, what can a child do?
You would think I was in a trance. Stuck. Unsure, at the first glance. Am I under a spell? I don't look too well. If I could make myself say it, then yes, I would tell. But I cannot, for the dark side is here.
It came as a claw With tearing nails To break something special   It came as a disease Sickening the heart and stomach
Where I’m From   I am from one family, But two homes. I grew up with twice times the holiday celebrations and toys And double the love.  
”I’m done!” She shouted with joy
"Do close your eyes and awaken from the pain Re-read the tears separated from rain Mi, only mi, will tell you when your sane," Father has told me, once and again.
Kaleigh Kelso Free Verse   5 Souls, 2 Families, 1 Heart    
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