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Mar 2013
4:00AM is the time of night where
the peaceful begin to dream,
the weak find their sleep,
and the dammed lay awake

sinking further into themselves.

It is not their tired mind that
earns them eventual rest,
but the weight of their eyelids.

Missing you is hell on earth.
Tatiana Arredondo
Written by
Tatiana Arredondo  Miami, FL
(Miami, FL)   
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