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**STATIC**
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**STATIC**
an unkown force was bestowed upon your chest,but it wasnt physically..it was all in your head.... It was all in your imagination,it always was...
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𓂃 ࣪˖ཐིཋྀ
IT was always that same .."dream" you kept having,days in a row, every time..yet you always woke up,panicking? but why? It was all just a silly dream? Right? With that same silly voice..over and over again,you could never escape it,you lived with it...the voice never showed up this time?..could it be your mind could finally rest? Was it all over? The following questions were all just questions. It was never over..IT NEVER WILL BE.
you kept telling yourself it was but a dream ..or curse that was bestowed upon you. It was really just you convincing yourself,it was the only thing you knew about it,never when it would be all over,or what it was,a dream or not. Nonetheless you didn't like it,at all,not a bit. Your legs consciously walked over to the door of your bedroom,it seemed it was a routine. Have that Godforsaken "dream",wake up,go to the kitchen,eat alone...something like that. It was boring,in the draining way.
You craved something you never had,affection.You were lonely,not only did you live alone,and you do not have any connection with any family members. And you had one way to cope,play football. Going to the park with your rusted up football,was also of your routine,it was also how,that one day, was the day you met someone who you could deem as your only friend,BACHIRA MEGURU. he stuck with you,everyday,he was also as lonely as you. I guess you could stop calling yourself AS lonely as you'd seem.
though,,on your way to the park,you caught glimpse of your mailbox,it looked like there was a letter peeking out,with a brow raised,you walked over to it,only to find a letter...from..."BLUELOCK"? ....
maybe today was the day,your life would change for the worst.
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