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Apr 2014
At night I feel alive
by day I feel death
is it because I have
a silver bullet in my chest?

Is it from the empty spaces of the bed
or the words you left ringing...

Or simply because I don't want you,
to see
the beast you've

made

of me

©Rebekah Lazarus 2014
Rl
Written by
Rl  21/F/London
(21/F/London)   
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