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Nov 2016
The shadows on my wall don't frighten me.
As much as my own hands before the screen.
You worry me.
A pill,
You say.
I will,
You say,
You scare me.

I have seen your scars.
I know your demons.
Your past your present .
I know your secrets.
Why this though?
Why,
Suicide?
For once,
My best friend made me cry.
The wall was broken.
My fist was bleeding.
For I knew who was at fault.
She's fine,
They say
Do you know her?
I ask
Because I don't believe you when you say you do.
She would,
I cry,
She will,
I scream,
Heaven please help me.


A deep breath.
A final plead.
I fall to my knees.

Exhaustion.
But you are breathing.
and I may carry your life in my hands.
Again maybe,
You never know.
February 3rd, 2015
Mims
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