Begging to the stars

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"please" I gasped
as tears plummeted
down my cheeks

"I don't want to be mad at you"
I begged while trying to
shake away the hurt and
anger building up inside

"I don't want you to hurt me"
I whispered hopelessly as
this new sharp pain forged
itself into my heart

~a.m

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