Thoughts
As I sit in my bed Ithink
I think of what it might be like to die
As my thoughts get deeper I start to drift to sleep
The nightmare starts to begin
I can see myself sitting in a corner
Crying my eyes out
My arm is dripping with blood
But someone is with me
I don't know who it is
I have never seen them before
He sits beside me as he starts to cut
I wish this dream would end
But it doesn't
Next thing I know we are kissing
I suddenly wake up wishing it wasn't over
I go to school and sit in my seat
The period begins and someone sits next to me
It was the guy from my dreams
Later that day he asks me out
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