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Deep

I feel like it's only a matter of time until the awaiting cinder block above my head drops
I await my death as I tremble in silence
Things are coming too fast
Only a matter of time until schools over and we start our new life
Without my friends, boyfriend, and my memories
I'll view my life through photographs
Pictures that will make me smile but that little part will always be missing
The happiness, joy and laughter will be gone
I'm not ready to do this
I'm not ready to finish this book and start a new one
But I'm in too deep to stop midway

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