Sometimes pain just needs to be released
and there are no words for it, she whispered.
As if I’d finally received the permission I needed,
tears poured mournfully from
eyes
to nose
to lips
to floor.
When it finally stopped,
I looked up with
a sore heart
and slumped shoulders.
Hold your head high, she spoke sternly,
There is immeasurable Dignity in this.
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