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Apr 2013
A sad song, a little lullaby,
To get me through another night.
I miss how your lips,
Never touched mine, a repeated process of goodnights and goodbyes.

Don't cry, for me tonight,
I'll find my way out of the dark.

I'm hallow now,
No needle to fill me up.
No more little white pills,
To hide your absence.

Take my hand one more time,
Like at that concert that one night.
When I thought he was gone, and so was she.
I thought we could make us right.

I can't take any more,
And yet you want another piece.
I've got everything you can keep.
Aaron Reisinger
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