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The Death of Me
I awoke
 in his 
 loving arms
 my chest falling
 in parttern
 with his
 i felt 
 his hand
 on my
 lower stomach
 i feel 
 his head 
 resting
 above mine.
  
 i sit up
 to look at
 his lovely face
 he looked in pain
 his shut with a force
 i touched his eyes
 ran patterns over 
 his cheeks
 but he didnt wake
 i shoke him
 and shoke him
 then i screamed
 i got up 
 i lost my voice
 i couldnt see anything
 i got lost in a black hole
 my body went numb
 his mom came in
 she screamed
 i couldnt believe it
 for the love of my life
 my true best friend died.
 
 its been seven months
 i havent done a single thing
 my guitar has collected dust
 my pastels have sat there
 i see noone
 i feel nothing
 my heart doesnt race
 my mind doesnt wonder
 i dont sleep
 and 
 i dont eat
 i failed the year
 i failed my life
 i gave up
 
 he was my everything
 the one thing 
 i couldnt live without
 and now that i am
 it is like he was
 the death of me
 taking with him
 the one thing
 that made me
 me; 
 my soul

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