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Someone, but not you

You were you -
I knew your inside and your last name.
The tattoos on your skin
and the baby in your uterus.
We shared secrets and a stage,
while wearing big, soft bunny suits.

You were cancer -
The sickness I never knew.
The fast, the brave, the fearless
and all things I was not.
We exchanged thoughts,
as if words or ideas never led to action.

You were someone -
I never knew your inside or your last name.
The tattoos on your skin were real,
while the baby and the cancer never were.
We shared fear and grief,
but you flew away and I was left startled.

Poetry by FrancescaLuca
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Written on 2013-12-28 at 21:24

Tags Sickness  Lies  Friendship 

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Rob Graber
Nice to see your work here again--Hope the new year is off to a good start for you!

Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
Powerfully phrased, liked the reprised lines a lot.

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Powerful and emotive, a wonderful poem, thank you

Elle x