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Sat in my room for hours, glancing up into the ceiling, confined walls narrowing me in, so deep I land in the pouch of the room, jumping on the trampoline cushions to peek for the exit, but I was stranded, in a cubicle that constricted me in, disallowing my departure, I screamed for help, as the volume of the music heightened, where the ballroom danced, an army of people, drinking champagne and wine, I could hear the sound of laughter roar upstairs into my room where silence could only hear the sound of a choir with bass violins sharpening the wood, as they took a sudden pause, the music ceased, I could hear them snickering silently but visibly, at my exile.
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Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 12:09 AM UTC
Unloved
Sat in my room for hours, glancing up into the ceiling, confined walls narrowing me in, so deep I land in the pouch of the room, jumping on the trampoline cushions to peek for the exit, but I was stranded, in a cubicle that constricted me in, disallowing my departure, I screamed for help, as the volume of the music heightened, where the ballroom danced, an army of people, drinking champagne and wine, I could hear the sound of laughter roar upstairs into my room where silence could only hear the sound of a choir with bass violins sharpening the wood, as they took a sudden pause, the music ceased, I could hear them snickering silently but visibly, at my exile.
#lonewolf #fortitude #omission #perseverance #outcast
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Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 12:09 AM UTC
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