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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When I awaken, I am in my classroom The math professor is in the middle of a lecture Then . . . there she is The girl I killed The girl I fear Sitting at her desk taking notes What is this? Why am I here? Why has my cruel mind formulated this gut-wrenching lie? Why do I fear myself? My hands shake uncontrollably As I stare at the blank page before me Looking up once or twice at her curly, golden hair I think to myself Why did I just get the urge to kill someone When I have never killed anyone in my life? And why her? The answer is as clear as day: She was everything But why then would I want her gone? —because she was NEVER THERE No matter how close She was never there . . . But she was rightfully mine! And if I couldn’t have her No one would . . . I snap out of it by the sound of her soft voice Calling my name We are the only two in the room now She is not facing me Her back turned as always She invites me to her house Her birthday party I swallow hard Is she kidding me? After ignoring me for all these years She’s inviting me to her party? My mind wants to scream But I answer in one word: Sure. Then, the next thing she does sends shivers down my spine Still not facing me She opens up her hand mirror —the one with the little black heart Her eyeball in the glass Staring me down That mocking look of pity Shattering my sanity She looks at me and says, “Don’t keep me waiting . . .”
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