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May 16, 2009 22:28

just tell me this,
was it easy to cut me out of your life?
like scissors to a page, a mechanical gesture,
discarded like the unwanted trimmings, tossed in the trash.

and do you sleep at night, soundly and serene?
or do you toss and turn, dreams full of fire, frustrated, frightened.

i swallow pills and pray for some peace,
to silence the noise in my head, that never seems to stop.
it screams all these things unsaid, never to be spoken.
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