Espy
Wanderer
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Having hit the snooze button on her clock every seven minutes for the past couple of hours, Espy finally managed to clamber out of bed without leaving the bedsheets in a lump on the ground. Ah shite. It's already noon... she thought. I....I blame the bed for being too comfortable!
Pulling on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, she grabbed her iPod and brought her laptop downstairs to the lobby.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â•
Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 01-10-2011, 09:59 PM
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