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focus.. focus... the sweet smell of smoke , like burning love racing down my throat filling my body till i swear i can float . glass eyes racing racing "Jessica?" focus.. the square root of seven is three? no focus? Little butterflies singing inside,, hold my hand yes kiss me of course love me? .... "are you listening ?" yea A square plus B square equals C squared right? right... listen...? Deep dark eyes hallow endless your hand , pain becomes alive every where even in places I though where safe like inside my head my heart your suppose to keep me safe not be the one i fear *ring* time to leave already? back pack? yea ipod? up school? byee

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