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Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Weak from the days.
Pretend smiles and useless chatter.
I'm over the masquerade, taking off the mask.
Three weeks til freedom and I'm counting the seconds.
It's when I can be alone at last.
I'll sit through the day, begging for the sun to come down
when I can sleep.
If I were so lucky.
Insomnia: my punishment.
I don't even deserve my dreams.

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