Poem -
The Issue
I'm not sure why I'm crying.
Is it about you?
Or is it something deeper
That's the issue.Â
It's kind of hard to breathe.
Will you stop and help?
I'm OK I guess
So just walk away.
I'll look for another door.
See the way out?
It's right down the hall
In the big blue house.
Never mind my rant.
Did you even read?
I don't make any sense
Because I sit and bleed.
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