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At two in the morning I told you I'd Locked myself in the closet Again I couldn't bare to listen But you knew the walls Were thin You told me to wait And you'd take me Away From this place At two in the morning You pulled up I climbed out my window And ran to the street Italian rock bands In your speakers Drowning out the house Behind I was just 15 you an "adult" And I had a boyfriend I didn't love Though none of it mattered No None of that mattered As we passed the Townline I choked on a cry And you stayed silent Pulled up to your place At two in the morning Air hockey tournament In your basement Until I was safe
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 12:58 PM UTC
20 (Birthday Poem and Memory - Two Years Later)
At two in the morning I told you I'd Locked myself in the closet Again I couldn't bare to listen But you knew the walls Were thin You told me to wait And you'd take me Away From this place At two in the morning You pulled up I climbed out my window And ran to the street Italian rock bands In your speakers Drowning out the house Behind I was just 15 you an "adult" And I had a boyfriend I didn't love Though none of it mattered No None of that mattered As we passed the Townline I choked on a cry And you stayed silent Pulled up to your place At two in the morning Air hockey tournament In your basement Until I was safe
Happy twentieth, best friend, Two AM, brother, father, salutatorian, college man... My Two AM. You've always been there when I need you most.
#abuse#friendship#safe#memory#house#birthday#twoam
WickedHope
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 12:58 PM UTC
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