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May 2013
I.
Your eyes glazed over,
Glued to the television screen.
While I lay behind you crying,
I am unseen.

There is only silence,
All I feel is pain.
And you dare not speak my name.

We are distant,
Never touching.
Curled up into a ball,
I become nothing.

Clicks and clatters are the only sounds you make.
Let me sleep forever,
Never to wake.
Written by
Nay VutheikunLam
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