Sleepwalker

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It was getting cold out

Summer was almost over although I wouldn't have known the difference

I had barricaded myself in my room

In my head, tortured by star spangled dreams of a future I had brushed shoulders with

Maybe even made it to second base with

When they all gave up on me, I guess I kinda gave up on me too

The parade of empty eyed party goers and lock jawed stragglers seemed to stretch into forever

So I adopted a cadd beat up philosophy

I had heard rumblings of some sort of sickness going around

Some soul sucking virus that turned bright promising souls into cold, shadowy mit-o-bins

I could relate I thought, I was one of them

I was a sleepwalker

Funny how your priorities change once you're faced with extinction...

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