You said


Get up darling,

what are you so afraid of?




That couldn’t hurt anymore

than what he did to you


Go on darling,

pick up that pencil

show me your troubles


What makes you laugh?

What makes your eyes crinkle up

when you think no one else is looking?


Will you paint it for me?


I want you to scribble it


Spread it out across that


make me weep


You are afraid darling

but brave

so valorous


You don’t know your power

until you pick up that utensil

and write your story

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