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screams. pain.silence.painfully silent. water drips along my crevices down my ribs around my naval and slides off at the end

colors radiate across the planes of my body.memories infiltrate my mind like bee stings, prick prick prick prick

tears line my silver lining as i lay in bed. silk holds my body as i sleep.

alarms pierce my ears like sharp knives
coffee fills the air

their stares follow me,weaving through the corners of my sore figure

him

his cologne registers and his hands find mine as we stand together

emeralds stare at me, chocolate hair curls my face in our embrace

the bell rings and i'm left with a cold feeling

im alone
again

off white colors stare at us

bells ring every period

i want to escape

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