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Nov 2019
with you sinking down next to me
i found it hard to sleep
so last night i stayed up and watched
the whites of my eyes turn green

will you visit me
under the willow tree?

i tried to see you
but the strings make my hands raw
and the ashes burn my skin

mixing benadryl and cetirizine leaves me in a hazy dream

now times passing through me

why cant i feel myself moving?
Written by
Aubree Groves  21/F
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