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MAUREEN
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ABSTRACT POEMS
She sits there.
Tears down her face stream.
This is a nightmare not the promised dream.
It makes her want to scream,
She looks at the floor.
Everybody she wants to ignore.
Says so much.
Does not say anything at all.
Looks at the wall.
She wants to get out.
She wants to scream and shout.
She does'nt know what its about.
She has few friends. She wishes this would just end.
So sad. It seems as if this might be another observation of a REsident where you work, or possibley a friend, or both.
Blessings,
Lesa