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Jul 2010
I sit anticipating
I know I can't get out
Maybe I don't want to, I now realize

Five more minutes
I'll be disconnected
My land line will be cut off
I'll be away from them and everything
I'll be disconnected from this terrible reality

Up here, sanity won't be questioned
Intricacy and a lack of logic is appreciated
Even if down here I am considered insane

Two more seconds..

and I'm gone.

****, what if this plane crashes?
Written by
Paige Ashley
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