Poetry

Connection

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The headache that will not go away is like the stalker that will not leave you alone.

The man that watches little kids play with his creepy eyes.

The little girl who got bullied all her life until high school.

The girl and boy that pour their heart and soul out into a book no one will read.

The moment you think of something that means a lot to you will also find yourself.

The pain of the headache stops at the beat of her finger as they click away on the keyboard and end the journey of the day.

 

Written by: Deirdre Stokes