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The Last Time I Cried
It was 2 in the morning
I had no idea why I was awake
My world was dark
And eerie
And void
No other soul was alive
The only sound was my muffled cry
It broadcasted thousands of miles away
I had no idea why I was up
My world was still
Yet I was not
I wanted to sleep
Had to sleep
Needed to sleep
Yet I did not
The air around me started disappearing
My lungs burned like the fury pits of hell
Shaking
Shaking
SHAKING
When did I start shaking?
Why did I start shaking?
Oh God why was I up?
The World kept spinning and turning
Spinning and Turning
SPINNING AND TURNING
I felt a different kind of darkness begin to surround me
This one full of love and comfort
My lungs cooled
My eyes drooped
My world became still
And so did I
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