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Jacqueline
I wake up each day
Knowing each day
Only brings more pain...
I wake, to my nightmare.
I wonder, what I did?
To deserve it
Each day, a blood red tear
Escapes my wrist
With it leaves my hope
My love, true joy.
Then it's replaced, again.
With new sorrow, new problems.
With a new pain-filled day
I wake; for you.
Published 20th Jan 2013
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