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Feb 2013
She's lying-
she's bleeding,
she's needing the words I kept for her.
The words she gave to me, feel more like goodbye than I ever thought they'd be.
The life I made,the life I poured over her was empty, it will never come,not here, not with breathing.
I'll go with her.

Soon.
Hannah Hope Mulligan
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