3 am

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3 AM "Why? Why would you tear yourself in two?" A brief pause,a sigh "My life in in shambles. I try and try and try to pick up the pieces I try to start over,forgive I try to make something of myself
3 a.m. knocks and awakes my fear. soft plush droplets  sparkle the stars, gliding down a glass cold water. Quite stale from a few hours  sitting on the bedside.
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