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Dieing Slowly
every day your away
every time i think about it
every time i hear your name
every time i go where we have been
every time i wake up
every time i cut
every time i bleed
every time i read
every time i write
every time i sleep
every time i think that you wont be back
every time they say i can do better
every time i say they dont understand
i die a little in side and there is not much left to kill any more
i know the end is coming and i dont care
id rather bleed and die then live life not feeling and thing
poem
by
Anna Sprague
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