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she sits and she stares as her life flashes by backlit by the soft blue glow of a television she's alone at dinnertime determined to wait out her hunger she sits and she sips from a glass on the table content to pretend that she's not lonely but she is you can see it in the set of her shoulders the sigh in her chest her mouth says she's happy and it has her convinced that he's all she needs and all she ever will need but the hollow beats of her heart are begging for love to come fill the space she's created by pushing everyone else away she sits and she stares and she thinks and she dreams and she laughs and she cries and she switches the channels and the streetlights come on and she convinces herself that she's not lonely oh no, she's not lonely at all
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Jun 23, 2010
Jun 23, 2010 at 3:23 PM UTC
she sits and she stares
she sits and she stares as her life flashes by backlit by the soft blue glow of a television she's alone at dinnertime determined to wait out her hunger she sits and she sips from a glass on the table content to pretend that she's not lonely but she is you can see it in the set of her shoulders the sigh in her chest her mouth says she's happy and it has her convinced that he's all she needs and all she ever will need but the hollow beats of her heart are begging for love to come fill the space she's created by pushing everyone else away she sits and she stares and she thinks and she dreams and she laughs and she cries and she switches the channels and the streetlights come on and she convinces herself that she's not lonely oh no, she's not lonely at all
this is part one.
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Jun 23, 2010
Jun 23, 2010 at 3:23 PM UTC
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