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Unhealthy Relationship

You did not hold my hand:
I stopped reaching out.

You did not listen to my story;
I stopped talking.

You did not hold me when I cried;
I became comfortless.

You did not dress me up;
I became frigid.

You did not stay awake with me at night;
I forgot my dreams.

You did not lay a path for me;
I stopped looking ahead.

You did not believe me;
I lost my faith.

You did not look for me in the crowd;
I got swallowed up.

At St. Phillip

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