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Sleepless Night How am I supposed to feel?More Like This
Supposed to sleep?
Supposed to dream?
Of a relationship that used to be
Happy.
Used to be.
Kind.
When you feel that way about me
Conceit.
Stupid.
Selfish.
When you don't think twice about
About emotions.
About significance.
About me.
You sleep and dream without
Worry.
Without.
Care.
Without.
Despair.
While I lay here thinking, unable to dream about things I
hoped
I worried.
I cared.
We'd be.
My Immortal: Ch 1Steam pollutes the parking lot of the school as buses make their rounds in the early hours of the morning. The air is frigid as the students step out of the warmth of rank smelling school buses. A young blonde, a junior, steps out taking in a deep breath, enjoying the shock of the cold in her lungs. She watched as the steam disappeared in front of her as she approached the school. When she pulled open the door to the school, she met with a warm blast of air that swept away the short strands of hair that normally dangled above her right eye. Taking in the usual scene - cafeteria tables lined up in rows down the commons area of the school, teenMore Like This
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