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Vivid

Its dark
But hot as hell when I awake
Tears streaming down my face
Why me
Why now
Why not someone else
I am angry
He, they, whoever they are took you away from me
You took you away from me
I sit
I cry the pain into submission until I fall asleep
Hoping it does not return
It does





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