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My Saver
September 16, 2013
The slightest noise.
The slightest light,
hints that I`m coming back to life.
In the dark, I hear a voice.
It`s faint, but I still see nothing.
I listen carefully, trying to hear who.
It becomes louder.
And I hear him. Screaming my name.
"Brittany.."
My heart races, I began to move, my eyes flitter open.
He`s there. Smiling. That`s the smile that makes my heart race.
His face. His face is the one thing I missed so much.
I was once dead.
But his voice brought me back to life.
© Jasmine R., Bourbon, MI
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