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Nov 2018
Hear the beating of a heart.
Hear it stutter? Hear it start?
Watch it as it falls apart.  
Taste a flavor far too sharp.
Touch the pieces of my heart.
While it's still beating....
With darkness retreating....
Then, maybe...
         the bleeding...
                       will stop?
Ashley Tarantino
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Ashley Tarantino  29/F/Florida
(29/F/Florida)   
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