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To Those Who Caremy night ends like this candle alone helpless scared I blow out this flame only to bring in the darkness the blanket of fear and doubt in this room i find only the silence that is my company no friends, family nobody to talk toTo Those Who Care
no good night no talk to you later no I Love You not even a rude comment nothing
just my iPhone and a scared child who only longs to be held to be cared for to be.... loved
my life has a few that care but alas they are all too far out of reach o
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One Special MomentTo fly, to drive, to walk, to crawl I'll take which ever step leads me to you I'll live on the street, so cold I can't feel my feet if I can just make it to you for that one special momentOne Special Moment
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Part 2I suspect It's been several hours by now, but, again, I can't know for sure. The walls seem solid enough. I've thrown every part of me at them, and nothing. How did I even get in here? All I remember is walking around the mall with Sebrinna. Sebrinna! Where is she? Is she ok? I must know. I call out for someone. Anyone. But still nothing. I slam the back of my head against a wall. The sound of a rustling paper is heard from behind me and I quickly glance back. Is that a shadow? But I search every inch of this room. Upon lifting what seemed to be a folded piece of paper stuck to the wall somehow, I see a note. 'Resting in silence lies that inPart 2
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Part 1Four corners, I see, connect via six flat walls. Every inch covered in white. I call out for help but it only echoes back to my ears at an elevated volume. I frantically try and find a door but, alas, there isn't one. No windows, no doors, not even a vent. God, how long could I last in here. The air running thin with each breath I take. I search my pockets for anything other then the emptiness I find. 11 pockets I counted. Each one filled with realizations of the isolation I find myself in. Tick, Tock, Tick. I hear a clock, but from where is what I wanted to know. Speaking of a clock; what time is it? This abnormally empty room bars no sensePart 1
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