EarthQuake
- Elizabeth
- Apr 28, 2017
- 1 min read
You sit there wishing each day
Will bring an end to your misery
You look at the clock, at your
Phone, anything to hide your
Distress
The half bake smile that you
Wear everyday is slowly falling off
And everyone you know, you're slowly
Losing your connections
You wake up at the night with
Your thoughts roaming around you
Like an earthquake about to
Except…?
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