Sat in the cold car
Outside the store
Cried for five minutes
Not a minute more
Released it all.
Life is not easy
Shakes you senseless
Cruelty, lies and death
Hurts.
Wiped eyes, sore, red
Messy hair, bra-less
Who cares?
Depression's ghost for company
Sad songs, frozen.
Outside the store
In the cold car,
Released it all,
Cried for five minutes
Not a minute more.
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