A Distant Memory
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"Why?..." I said as I stare up at the ceiling of my dark room. I get my phone and listen to the song I downloaded called Rolling Girl acoustic English cover by JoyDreamer and Rhi. Singing the song with the rhythm,"If you could get inside her twisted head you would see all the pain so disturbed of the vain..." and then I hum the rest of the song till it ends. I then start to catch some z's to another dreamless sleep. Waiting to dream again after 5 years of dreamless dreams and nightmares. In my dreams I hope to see someone from my memories that now seem so fragile and distant...
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