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  • And this isn't an ordinary way to fall asleep,
    But a calm and deaf fainting;
    I open my eyes in the haze of a humid bathroom,
    Staring at her, trying to focus on her thoughts.

    Her smile defies elusive madness,
    Her eyes stare directly into my fear,
    I feel a rope around my neck,
    A weight upon my chest.

    Her yellow coat catches my confusion.
    I hold her freezing hands to discover,
    Weak arms and broken wrists,
    All covered in blood and unease.

    I scream inaudible questions,
    And suddenly wake up from my awakening.

    Did I kill her in my sleep?
    Did I kill her in my sleep?

    Or am I terrified of becoming who she was,
    What she defined.
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