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Once in my dorm I sigh and collapse into my black velvet bed spread. Earlier I told Patton that I had alot of work to do and so it would be better if he didn't come in. Honestly I do need to study, but since when do I care about grades?

Time and time again I struggle. I think as I look at my skin, at the name that cracked my defenses a little to early. The last time someone broke my wall, they didn't make it back from inside.  The scars are still there. Bandaged and broken yet still breathing.

I sigh and try to get some sleep.

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