They
They stare ahead with blank eyes
Like robots, or something more civilized
Not a finger twitches
Not an eye blinks
They stare ahead with blank eyes
Waiting for the day that humanity dies
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gavinbair0
I am a high school student at a small school, I've been through a lot so far throughout my life, but there are three things that I normally write about: I write about the depression that I battle every day and often lose to, and I write about the two women that I've fallen in love with, both of which left, and I'm never going to see either one again. If you like my writings, please e-mail me at [email protected]. It helps to know when people enjoy or relate to the things that I write.
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