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Dec 2012
In the dark of the night,
You're all I can think about.
My heart starts to race,
and I feel like I'm falling.

falling...

I'm tired from living in
memories of our past.
My life is on standby
And I hate it.

Truth be told, I'm scared.
Scared of being alone.
I'm afraid of not being able to breath
Because you aren't here to catch me.

Doesn't anyone understand?
I've never felt a pain more sharp,
yet it doesn't even leave a mark.
Colleen Brown
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Colleen Brown  United States
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