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3 A.M.

9/11

5 years
have
passed

since every
thing became

meaningless

9/12

we fought
so hard
you and i

though the
end became

inevitable

9/13

flashbacks
of once you

in my arms
so lively

so sweet

tears
blur
my eyes

my heart
can�t breathe

9/14

stone in my
stomach

days pass
pitiless it�s
coming

closer

i hate
this week

9/15

5 years

& still i
can�t sleep

3 A.M.

choked by
the past

drenched
in memories

i\m/ag\es

EMDR

can�t fix

9/16

my little
fighter

you
were
so brave

God, i
miss you

all i have is
shattered
words

a lonely
heart

an empty
home

9/17

flashbacks
of once you

in my arms
so fragile

so tired

don�t
want to
write

but
i need
you here

You

deserve
to be poetry

September 18

You Are

LOVE

you were

home

the reason
the meaning
my breath

3 A.M.

i stare at
a piece of
paper

that
says

5 years

if still
in agony

end. your. life.

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