Wee hours

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1:34 Am
Eyes closed, hearts beating, silent snores
Sleeping
That's at least what most experience at this time
Yet
I am here
Eyes opened, heart's beating, mind awake
Listening to a song
Telling me to forget about you
But how could I?
When you ambush my mind like this?
When you whip my heart like that
When the tears fall as if
Heaven's floodgates were opened on me?
How could I sleep when
The memories keep haunting me
As if I had killed before?
Maybe I have.
I killed the feelings
That kept me chained as though I were a prisoner
I buried them , six feet
But they came back to haunt me again
I guess, I didn't kill them at all
Maybe they were immortal.

-Let me go please-

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