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Aug 2012
I write the words
that my heart screams at me at night
in my ever waking sleep
a pen in my hand
and pad at my fingertips
the only remedy
to the sleepless nights
because words can burn and sear and cut
but they calm me, cool me and heal me
like aloe on sunburned skin
Written by
Lauren Rose
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