BETHAN LAURELS
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She woke with a broken heart
Eye's swollen
Chest crushed
Breath taken
Grabbed a blanket and took to the hill
Light in one hand
Life in the other
Please just let it be a dream that woke her
not the loss of another
She rushed to the sands
Dropped to her knees
Looked at the stars
And pleaded with them to give her a sign
With that a comet shot across the sky
She wept and she prayed
It not be the life of another
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