I Thought We Were Done

I've disappeared a little.  At least I feel that I have.  Sinking into the floor.  Sinking into my work.  Sinking into a life that I'm barely living.  So I think I'm ready to be done with this. Next month I have an interview to get into grad school.  I've been listening to a lot of …

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It smells like cigarettes and alcohol as the crowd stumbles around me The beat of the drum matches my heart inside me And I find my feet tapping and my body moving And I am content Yet if they could see me now, I'm sure they would frown I've grown accustomed to you shaking your …

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