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The clock is ticking,
in the distance.
I count to three.
One.
Two.
Three.
Time has changed.
One more lost moment.
You're still not here.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Deep breaths.
You're still not here.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine.
Darkness has descended.
You're still not here.
Ten.
You left me.
Alone.
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I’m sorry, I forgot you’re not here for me anymore…
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adulthood is realising no one cares about you and the show must go on
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you’re not selfish for wanting to be treated well
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Another night of no sleep and wasted time.
I need to get this insomnia shit sorted out.
Or at least find someone interesting to talk with late into the night.
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Not a victim. Not anymore. It’s in the past. I’m a survivor.
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