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Jan 2015
I can’t hear anyone at all
I think I went deaf
but I still hear the door slamming
and the harsh screams telling me to wake up
I see lips moving, but no words come out
I hear machines beeping, but everything stays the same

late at night I wonder where you went
and why you had to leave
you must be so happy now,
in your wondrous place without me

but slowly, I’m losing sense of who you are
I can’t move my arms
or feel the tips of my fingers
my throat is closing
my thoughts become scattered
and I can’t remember where I am
--at least now the beeping is softer

I can’t hear myself at all
I guess that I must have left, too
-(s.n.m)
Sara Murray
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Sara Murray  philadelphia
(philadelphia)   
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