December 1, 2005
A resounding crash,
woken from my quiet sleep.
What made that damn noise?
Clock reads 3:15.
I grab my knife and slowly
begin to walk out.
My place is secure.
A glass lid fell from it's perch.
My heart stops racing.
woken from my quiet sleep.
What made that damn noise?
Clock reads 3:15.
I grab my knife and slowly
begin to walk out.
My place is secure.
A glass lid fell from it's perch.
My heart stops racing.
posted by Ink and Stone | 8:08 AM
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Woke up excited.
Depression slowly sinks in.
Thought it was Friday.
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