Tess O'Brien


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Take My Hand

October 17, 2015


She makes a wish,
She says a prayer.
She feels a touch,
But no one’s there.
Her breathing is heavy,
Her hands are dripping.
The night is eerie,
The silence is sickening.
A shadow slowly forms,
And encompassing her.
A yelp falls from her lips,
But the others don’t stir.
For their time is not here,
For them to leave.
They are not yet finished,
With the lives they lead.
The girl lets out a breath,
And knew the doctors had lied.
So she took the bony hand,
And left for the other side.


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