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Jan 2017
it* has been coming back
every night
and I had to make sure
I was still alive

don't leave me alone
this blade
against my skin
feels very cold

don't leave me alone
the puddle of blood
scares me
when I look at the floor

don't leave me alone
or it will consume me
and what's left of my soul

don't leave me alone
I can hear the sirens
and my eyes
are starting to close.
Li
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