I lay here... on my bed. (The bed where we once made love on and held eachother bare.) The noise from my stereo fades from my thoughts. My eyes are wide open but feel like their shut. "Where are you" i ask myself. As I lay here with a half empty bottle of pills that I swalllowed 20 minutes ago. I called you 15 minutes after I took them. I asked for
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Know that you don't know me but i noticed that no one wrote on your last two poetry entries. Well here's one. Man the emotion is awesome, with a twist of gut fear! I enjoyed and i will check back for more to feed the hunger.
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