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Dec 2011
Ugly.Hit Repeat.Ugly still.Talking,Talking,Talking.Rumors.She doesn’t even…..He is just faking…Pointless.Pulsing through the hallways. Heads don’t turn.Still ugly.Enter the doorway.Copper countries are dripping on the wall.***** hit cold seats.Still ugly.Now there’s more.Fat *****.Still Ugly.Muffled sounds through my head.My name rings as if hit by a bell.Caroline.Fat.Caroline.*****.Caroline.Ugly.My hand salutes the air.Ugly.Scattering out of the copper flooded doorway.Ugly.Saltwater fresh on my face.Ugly.Fat.*****.Repeat.Repeat.Repeat.REPEAT.REPEAT.snap.bang.­Red stained walls.Ugly.Ugly.Ugly.Still ringing through my head like the bullet.Release.Releasing.Released.Eyes open. Ugly Fat *****.Wasteland.
Caroline Patterson
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