So Many New Friends As Of Late . . . Just Remember!
i hear his breathing. the glass panes vibrate with every bang. how can i hear his breathing? it is like it is right at my neck. i think the foul taste of copper and fry grease is on my tongue. every time i close my eyes he is etched into my soul. god, why can i hear him breathing. what do you want from me. what is it that needs to be done. was it because it's not exact change. did i order something in the wrong order. the windowed shattered. there is a loud thunk, scraping. piano keys jiggle from the impact. why can i hear him breathing. i don't know if i barricaded the door well enough. sweat is dripping down my brow like some unknown guilt i cannot quite shake. why can i hear his br
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