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I only want to talk to you...

Dear God,
It's me again.
Your tiny friend.
Take my tiny hand
And lead........

Today is extra loud
want to be lost in the crowd
Forgotten

Today is harder than others
I'm losing my brother
My mother
My husband
My lover
My life........

The hearts have hardened
Including my own
In this house.....not a home..
I want to come home.

You said I was special
Lifting me up poetically
Look at my creation
Marvelous is she.......

I suffer.

My technicolor coat that you fashioned just for me has been ripped from my body and I am shivering, scared and naked in front of everyone.......

I write to you and no one else
This day I pray......
The creator of poetry and poets.....
Move heaven and earth this day

I am your tiny friend
With small hands
And cannot endure
Anymore...........
Written by enigmasthoughts (Q.)
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Author's Note
Are you listening Lord. Do something.
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