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Sparks that fly through pillows
they scream like i cant here them,
 even if theyre right downstairs
   like purple pillows and stuffed dogs block out all the sounds they make
   my soundless sob consumes me,
 breath sniff cough sniff sob again
 is what i do for hours.
 untill the fire downstairs simmers and the last sparks fly, with the slam of my front door.
  and my mother completly exhausted, crumbles under her own wait falling falling untill like me she was in the same pattern..... breathe sniff cough sniff sob,again and again
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