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Extremely bored. If you have any question at all please ask, it can be as personal or random as you like. 
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New to sharing poetry but got the idea from another (+david grau ) I'm a beginner and don't show people but please be brutally honest.

The poem you are (hopefully) about to read is called "This was not fair" written about a day in my life when I was home with my older sister.


I stand and watch her helplessly,
I can’t think what to do.
Tears streaming down my face, like a forever flowing stream
I can’t even ask what’s wrong.


I run and get the phone.
Call and say please hurry,
He says they’ll be soon, they’re only down the road, not too far away,
My mind is running wild, all I can think is this not fair.


Running back to her room now,
Wiping away the tears, a never ending rain
Trying hard to breathe,
Knowing its worse for her.


She’s sitting up on her bed now,
Rocking back and forth.
Crying, crying and crying, I’m worried she can’t breathe.
This is not fair


This girl is sick you see
She faints at work, she faints at school, never that I’ve seen
I’m alone with her now,
I don’t know what to do.


Finally they arrive home,
They know just what to do.
Still I can’t help but think
This is not fair.


I hear them talking,
Trying to calm her down.
She seems to calm down now,
Yet still I am not.


I stand by the door.
The girl she just looks at me, eyes red and face tear stained.
I look at this girl, I can’t help but think
This is not fair.


As I remind myself of that day, bits are a blur.
It was three years ago but memories, memories do not go.
Three years on and all seems well
But I will remember that day for all my life.


Time passes slowly,
My life is all a worry.
Memories, memories crying scared.
And this, this is not fair.
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See u have all of our support. So pos post post and let ur mind set u free
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