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Jul 2016
Greet me at the door, in the silence of the night
When I'm slipping into bed under darkness and fright
Come to me in the complicated hour, at my rock bottom
Hit me in my moment when I finally forgot him

Then, kiss me on the cheek in the pouring rain
Hold me at dawn when I can't handle the pain
Pick me up and tell it to me straight
Liberate me when I can feel my fate

Never leave me empty, an emotionless tomb
Of empty thoughts, dust and no broom

For that, dear mind, is my biggest fear
Empty with lost ideas, that I held most dear
Jenna James
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