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Apr 2016
I'm slowly dying,
I don't want death,
How long do I have left,
Until you arrive?

How long will it last,
Being without you,
Not able to see you,
Not able to hug you.

I'm slipping into comatose,
I may not ever wake up,
I need you beside me,
You make me whole and complete.

Wake me,
Tell me that you're there,
Tell me that you'll never go,
And you'll keep me safe.
Hannah Gaines
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