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aemmi
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Pitter patter, heart beats faster. Laying alone again.

Pity.

Pitter patter, heart beats faster.

Laying alone again.

Time drags on, time has past her.

From a long ago sin.

Anxiety grows stronger.

A feeling of deep dispair.

A love may be lost.

Am I the only one to care?

In the end it was me.

My faults are mine to bare.

Could I have helped them.

Would she even care?

An illness within me.

Has ruined quite a lot.

Without it would I be me?

That, I think not.

A cure there is none.

But now I understand.

The work has begun.

With Gods helping hand.

A.Emmi 03/10/18

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