As if
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Sometimes I think of you
And my heart aches
It feels as if
It is being stretched out
As if
It is being pulled in all directions
And its walls are thinning
It feels as if
They will crack
Burst
Break
Its contents no longer contained
Spilling their poison
Down our generations
And I think of you
This overwhelming sadness taking over
As if
I was mourning
As if
You were dead
But the hard part is
You are still here
And I don鈥檛 know how to deal with
That.
-Mother, i鈥檝e lost my way