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Nov 2017
Today I realized that I cannot picture your face
I am forgetting things about you as time goes on
I have tried to find you in a song my throat burns
From yelling the lyrics hoping to hear your voice
I thought I found you at a party just last week
In a boy who parted his hair the way you did
But my body felt even colder pressed next to his
I am tired of waking up in a panic with my hand
clutching the sheets from your side of the bed
I snuck up to my mind to find any memories of you
But only found empty boxes with your name
I have heard my crying sound so foreign to me
That I have been startled silent late at night
Sometimes I want to crawl out of my own skin
To lie in the small of my back caressingΒ  fingerprints
you have left behind so that I may feel you one last time
just one last time
I feel my chest wanting to explode thinking about this. We all suffer loss but we all suffer our own special little road of pain.

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Bianca Reyes  27/F/Los Angeles, CA
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