I sit by the raindrop stained window And look past my faint reflection At the treetops quivering in the frosty wind. I watch all the people stroll past. Sometimes alone, looking lonely. Or tired. Or sad. Only a few smile. But only when they trip over their feet And laugh about with another someone. Their…
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She sat, watching the clock. But she wasn’t really watching at all. She simply gazed ahead With no idea of the time. Surrounded by voices, With no idea what they were saying. She was completely blocked off from the rest of the world. Her body, a brick wall, trapping a secret world inside of her.…
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Lauren Kathleen 