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The Party

by @arjj

Amidst the excitement over disabling drinks and drugs and hasty hook ups there is a silence that exists because nobody talks. Nobody talks. Demons fill the air intoxicating your emotions and you're alone. Parties shouldn't be lonely, should they? There are masked people segregated except for one girl whose face shines the mask blocking her light like an eclipse. And she's not here.
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Apr 9, 2014
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#drugs#alone#party#drinks
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