I stare at the device
The phone that remains unringing
I strain to hear the call
Of my name that never happened
I cry for the love
That will never be shared
I scream for the pain
That will never be discovered
I cut for the loss
Of innocence so early
I stay silent in the night
For fear of breaking the perfection of it
I write for the hope
Of relieving the weight upon my heart
And lastly I die
For my broken life,love,and loss
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