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Reach Out
I reach my hand out for you
But you're not here anymore
I ask an empty chair for advice
Because thats where you once were
I get no reply of course
But old habits die hard
Tears start to well up
I quickly wipe them away
I have to be strong for your mate
She depends on me so
I a 15 year old am the only one she can trust
I have to clean the big house
I have to dust
I work all day and all night
To keep my grades up
And to keep the house clean
Where is my break
I get none
Where is the person I can depend on
He's gone
He died
I'm all alone
Where is my break
Where are my friends
I have lost so many
I reach my hand out
I call to the empty chair
Then I break down and cry
poem
by
Rachel Dowd
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