Trapped in the bubble, the darkness never knows.
Trapped in the longing, that forever will be shown. Lost is the memory of that which always was.
Forever. Ferver and ever.
As it would. Less than a week. And I'm stressing like a mofo. For various reasons. Not the least being that I have to pack soon. Like seriously get ready to go pack. Well there's also the fact that I have a nice hotel to stay in. And what not.
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