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you are my miracle

By , Cranston, RI
i was sitting in my basement
with a gun placed to my head
i was about to pull the trigger
when i heard you leave a voicemail,
and this is what you said:

'hey chelsea, its christy
and i just wanted to know
if you were doing something later
i thought that we could hang out,
go aywhere you want to go.'

i pulled the gun away
because i realized someone cared
my whole body was shaking
my palms were soaked with sweat,
i had been so scared.

i lay there in that moment
my heartbeat slow and rough
i had realized all at once
that just hearing your voice,
had truely been enough.





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