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9:34pm

Bailey S.

I wake up with the realization of pain,

the kind of stuff that

makes a person go insane.

I started thinking of the

people who hurt me,

and how stared at them with eyes of plea.

It seemed like they didn’t care,

and then my anger started with a flare.

I forced myself never to love again,

and i quickly started to forget the pain.

i fell to sleep as fast as fell in love,

i let my dreams take flight like a dove.

This all started at 9:34 pm,

and i’ll never make a mistake like this again.