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Struggle.

Unwanted.
Unnotified.
In this world called life.
If I breathed,
Would you tease?
To forget the frightful nights?
If I was there,
To care,
Would you struggle through the night?
If I was there,
To grab your hand,
Would you be holding mine tight?
Poem by Piggirlrocks