Barbara Harris

Barbara Harris
Saint Louis
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The Unknown Cry
my dark nights.
when the lights come off, my deceased grandfather plays the light, and the music helps me to continue on, keeping trying, put up a fight.
sometimes i feel alone in the room, sometimes i feel like theirs ghost visitors wondering why im crying, i turn my head because sometimes i have no answer.
they watch over me, behind my 2 closet doors.
Feeling Ugly To The Bone
my hair is dry and needs rich moisture.
it's long and come down to my upper shoulders.
i would wear a jacket to cover my stomach, if i wouldn't sweat.
i would cry all night long, till a headache, but still don't want to give up
When It Hurts
I have cried until my eyes burn.

I am hurt and feel cold inside.
when you touch me my body shakes.
you speak with so much ambiton, pride, and intellegence.


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