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When The Light Dies And Darkness Thrives
Great,
The bus,
Every morning indecisive and overwhelmed
Who should I sit by?
The question is,
Who would want to sit by you?
I mean, No one wants to,
And you know it.
Shut up…
That's not true.
I've got plenty of people who wouldn't mind me.
There’s the girl I sit next to in class
And we talk from time to time.
Oh, and don't forget the boy who waves hi to me i...
Thursday 7th April 2016 3:27 pm
"Are You Okay?"
Who am I?
Who are you?
Who are we?
We…
Us…
Me…
I.
I don't know who I am.
I don't know who you are.
I don't know who we are.
Are…
Were…
Am.
Am I me?
Am I you?
Am I we, us, them?
Them too.
Too many thoughts whirling in my mind.
Mind’s infected.
Infections of madness consuming me.
Me…
Us…
We…
I.
I thought I knew who I was.
I t...
Thursday 7th April 2016 3:19 pm
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