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the Truth
is not meant to be soft as a kitten’s paws, no the truth has much bigger, sharper claws often leaving deep puncture wounds within you as it whispers ”fuck your feelings,” coming like a harsh light of burning reality 6/19/2020 ©Debbie Berk 2020
A far away dreamer
you’ll never reach her, she’s long on her way to touch the stars, free amidst the darkness, only the love of the moon can keep her 7/11/2020 ©Debbie Berk 2020
I Cry
for the days lost and for the knowing no change comes in the tomorrows I cannot seem to reach though I try, yes I try but I am tired so very, very tired July 3 2020 © Debbie Berk 2020
