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Anxious vibes keep me awake
I have these vivid dreams at night
They tell me you are not alright
It eats me alive that I cannot call tonight
Every second felt so real
The headlights and broken glass
Sharp breaths that sound like your last
The blood on your shirt and on my hands
The way they tried to pull me back
All I could see was your hand, a cracked screen, and glasses...
Tuesday 4th June 2019 8:26 am
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