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Jun 2015
lying on the washroom floor
drunk and broken
i closed my eyes and asked God
"do You exist?"

silence.

"prove me."

silence.

the darkness filled in
and my senses turned numb.

i woke up in my grave
"thank you, God. now i know."
Javaria Waseem
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Javaria Waseem
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