As I reach home,
I couldn't think of anything else
It was all
B L A N K
I thought I should
make lunch firstAnd then do whatever I want
But I just couldn't think of anything
I'm feeling empty againAt this rate,
I feel like
I'm going to disappear
☃
a.n
Just a small note but don't forget to check out my other stories; "Colorful" and "Wish" on my profile! (>∇<)
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