Gwendolyn Rivers Poems

Safety to me is feeling heard,
Safety to me is quite absurd.
Safety to me is being held,
Safety to me is fear dispelled.
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She looks back at old photos,
That's not her she must disclose.
She looks like me,
That's clear to see.
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Sometimes if you're sad enough,
You think it will always be this rough.
The monsters follow close behind,
You feel like you have lost your mind.
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She avoids the sun for it's too bright,
She cowers away from the light.
She stays indoors within her haven,
She feels her world about to cave in.
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