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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #2071856
she had the weight of the world on her shoulders
it’s my cross to bear,
she said, with roll of her eye
which tried to convey
not only that
no one else could understand,
but that she was waiting,
with bated breath
for someone to ask her about it
so that she could shake her head
meaningfully, and then not tell,
because she couldn’t want to burden
anyone else with the weight of the world
which had fallen on her shoulders
and she was bearing up,
masterfully, against all odds,
but would appreciate someone
having the mercy to press,
so that she could share
just exactly what her cross was,
and how patient she was to bear it
so gracefully and silently,
because she wasn’t one to talk about her problems,
unless someone hinted
by a word, or a glance,
or a subtle movement
that caught her eye across a crowded room
at which she would share,
all the while sighing
at the pain that no one could understand,
and that she bore,
silent and alone.

Prompt for: Jan 13, 2016
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