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Left Picking Up the Pieces
November 5, 2013
I was four when you left me,
Everything changed when mom died when I was three.
I could tell you couldn't do it alone,
I never expected to be left on my own.
In a strangers house I looked out to see
A reflection of a lost little girl and she would be me.
Empty and hurt I went to sleep at night,
And nothing again ever seemed bright.
I was left alone to pick up the pieces
And to rewrite my hatred as time increases.
© Leighann E., Westport, MA
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