by Austen Harrison
(New York)
Her face filled with words and lines
read like she a page
shes not properly defined
pregnant with an unspoken word
she know what she not
she know what she wanna be
the process is challenging all this change on 1 human being
tears that flow
mistakes that grow
how many times you gunna rip her heart out
how many times u gunna start over
it's been to many.....
she's just working mechanically with the guilt and worries
you don't know
why her cries are so strong and mighty
you don't know the importance of her story
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