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May 2014
1 AM, I sit here

Slice myself open, rip my heart out, and let raw feelings bleed out on to a piece of paper

1 AM, you lay there

Inhaling another, exhaling love, intertwining souls.

2 AM, you’re closing your eyes

Good night, I love you- you whisper, as you kiss her on the cheek, and roll over for the night.

2 AM, I’m closing mine

I never understood how vacant could be an emotion until tonight. Good night, I love you- I whisper, as I close my eyes, and feel my soul slip away.
Victoria Healy
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