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Dec 2014
our love
is like a song
something I fell asleep to
every night
the song never seemed to
come to an end
I could just listen
to the beautiful sound of
the instruments playing
every night
it was like the sound of your voice
telling me you loved me
something I always looked
forward to
it was calming and peaceful
when go to sleep
and I listen to that melody
every now and again
I hear something a little different
but I didn't think anything of it
maybe it was to make the song better
as time went on
it kept changing
but now it's completely different
it's louder and not soothing
the instruments are out of tune
to the point they sounded like screams
our screams
I remember
during one night
I was listening to that song
the instruments sounded louder
than it has ever been
and in the middle
it got silent
no longer was our song playing
all I heard was dead silence
never again
did I hear our song playing
it had officially ended

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Bailey Metcalf
Written by
Bailey Metcalf  Queen Creek
(Queen Creek)   
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