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Dance
I open my eyes wide As i look around the floor Pushed forwards by unseeing hands Away from any excuses and away from the door I feel the bass fly through my feet and the smells of a hundred perfumes slip through my nose my heart pounds as i feel the fear grip me tight wishing someone would tell me its all a dream My eyes search the crowd for a familiar face as i wonder through this foreign place i lose my breath as i see Her. Her. Her? Her, im sure of it and my breath floats away and doesn't come back Never again i said Never again its happening again. I feel the tear, as it burns deep in my soul, remembering the past talks, and- the talk the talk the final talk, the one that stole my heart the last talk i start to panic, feeling the fear well up in my chest i grab for my cell hoping to receive help but i stop, realizing, this is my chance to make things right i stroll over to her with uncanny confidence, and open my mouth but instead of words coming out i hear a familiar voice next class we have a test my eyes open wide, burning in the sudden brightness of the class my hands sweaty from clenching my cell phone and i remember last night, the talk i look at the cell display hoping to see one missed call or even a friendly text but all i see is the same blank screen and as the tear hits the desk i walk on to my next class waiting, waiting, waiting.
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