Thursday, October 18, 2007

Emo before lunch.

She greets the day with her hair wet. She asks them to vacate the building, because she's got a plan they don't know yet, and if it goes wrong there will be no one to see.

If she could just get the word out, god-knows she's trying, but they are watching her with their eyes closed. She's always stuck with the old route. Does anyone knock when they barge in to beat her down?

Will you come back? It's all she wants to know. She knows she's part of the problem too. Could she let it go? It'd take a miracle, so that's what I am praying for.

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