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there is a shadow that covers my soul

a rip in the center of my existence

sobbing I cannot control

inside…where no one can hear it.

I long for a day of calm seas

Like children playing innocent and endless

Their laughter I long to imitate, with the promise this aching will cease

But the truth is my sadness will linger forever

 This ageless insufferable gray

This cloak that I wear thru the sunshine and rain

Melancholy day after day

And still there’s the shadow that covers my soul

A rip in the center of my existence

A sobbing that I cannot control

Inside where no one will hear it.

RIPPED- written by Felica Devers October 2014 

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