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i woke up at the right side of the wrong day to be alive. i wish my nightmares were real bc somehow its still better than getting up to an empty heart. i found myself wishing people were dragons and dragons were people at 10am. at noon i wished for a thunderstorm bc the sky looked too gay for my liking. when evening comes i, once again, wished for the moon to shine for a long time bc i will never be ready for tomorrow. i feel pathetic. even the clock has a hand to hold. 

and it was decided.

a rope over a tomorrow.