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Last night, I slept in the doorway, to keep you from running, to keep you from leaving, my life. Last night, you kept me from weeping, with your silent breathing, like the comfort in knowing, you might, have once loved me. Last night, I prayed to the creator, you used to believe in, and felt the beat of life, that used to, exist in ours. Last night, you finally turned me ‘round, away from the doorway, with your silent breathing, in my head, I left you again, last night. |
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