

The Morningshe's alone the computer screen glares the harsh light piercing her room the conversation windows flare she stares blankly at them she no longer cares about who cheated on who or dumped who where Linkin Park's "Numb" blairing as she sits in her chair its well past 2 AM and shes pulling out her hair the one she wants is at the top of the stairs ready to jump get himself some air but shes desperate to talk him down get him to a point where at least hes calm he wont answer his cell no voices right now just cold textThe Morning
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