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The eyes of an undesirable child
expands with the renewed truth
spoken from the sour lips of the family
the only shelter comes from the rhythm
of the tears as the slip off the eyelashes
to form an invisible death
the eyes soften at the fact
I don't belong
attempt once again to feel safe
beneath the skin
is more than a struggle of life and death
but of love

~make.me.a.memory.~