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Aug 2014
It's 2am.
I am sitting in the middle of my bedroom
on the ground
alone.
I'm just starring out my window.
Watching the moon drift softly across the sky,
the outline blurred through my sheer black curtains.  
I'm listening to the cricket's soft cry.
And I'm letting myself drift away with the moon.
Let me die.. Let me die.
I can barely stay awake right now.
Silver Lining
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Silver Lining
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