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Feb 2013
"let her beg"
is all that needs to be said
because you know that I'm filled with cough syrup,
and tucked safe in my bed.

what you don't know is the numbness that spreads
when you're not here to stop it;
when the pain bubbles up and I use my razor to pop it.

you can't feel the heat or the coldness I suffer
you'll always have paul as your emotional buffer.

"let her beg"
I'm sure you said.

but it isn't just you that I'm begging.
I'm begging ashley to wake up,
and I'm begging andrew to watch her.
I'm begging myself to forget you,
and not get myself hurt.

9-17-12
Leah
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