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The Girl I Found This Morning
I found her that morning
Lying in her bed
Her hand lying limp
Hanging over the edge
Her face was pale
She looked so calm
With her eyes closed
Lips still red
And face still with a light tint of pink in those swallow cheeks
But this time there was something different
There was something wrong
No longer did her fingers twitch
No longer did her mind wander in her dream
No longer did her chest move up and down
No longer did she breathe
Her body was cold
The life sucked out of it
I stared at her
She died in sleep
Peacefully while dreaming
She had no time to say goodbye
To a world she loved so dearly
I found myself that morning
Lying in my bed
My hand lying limp
Hanging over the edge
My face was pale
I looked so calm
With my eyes still closed
Lips still red
And face still with a light tint of pink in those swallow cheeks
But this time there was something different
There was something wrong
No longer did my fingers twitch
No longer did my mind wander in my dream
No longer did my chest move up and down
No longer did I breathe
Yes that girl I found dead this morning
That girl was me
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