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Dec 2014
Don’t let me wake up.

Dear God,

Just don’t let me get up.

As my blood pours from my arms

Just tell me,

Will this be enough?

Will this be able to end my wake?

Keep my eyes from opening

Day after day?

Doom me to an everlasting sleep

From all these cuts that are all so deep

I sleep.

The sheets of my bed

Are drenched in red

And I dream that soon

I shall be dead.
Sarah M Gillihan
Written by
Sarah M Gillihan  Fort Worth
(Fort Worth)   
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