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A dark, amorphous mass crept over the hills as the sirens blared and the town’s residents ran for shelter.

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I woke up and saw the dark night sky filled with blinking stars.

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I awake in a buried coffin but I don’t try to escape.

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Relief flooded over me as I finally popped that last stiff joint in my neck.

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The frozen yogurt machine stopped working and I swear I could hear someone crying behind it.

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Even decades later when I look at a clear sky or a light background, I can still see a faint impression floating in my vision of the bright being that emerged from the wreckage.

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18,981 photos of me, each one taken on a different day of my life, burned brightly in the desert night.

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The opposing lanes of traffic are endlessly gridlocked but I speed on alone in the opposite direction.

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I keep reaching for the light switch.

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Whenever a true friend dies, mommy buys me whatever I desire to ease the pain.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
A dark, amorphous mass crept over the hills as the sirens blared and the town’s residents ran for shelter.	17
I woke up and saw the dark night sky filled with blinking stars.	17
I awake in a buried coffin but I don’t try to escape.	16
Relief flooded over me as I finally popped that last stiff joint in my neck.	16
The frozen yogurt machine stopped working and I swear I could hear someone crying behind it.	16
Even decades later when I look at a clear sky or a light background, I can still see a faint impression floating in my vision of the bright being that emerged from the wreckage.	16
18,981 photos of me, each one taken on a different day of my life, burned brightly in the desert night.	16
The opposing lanes of traffic are endlessly gridlocked but I speed on alone in the opposite direction.	16
I keep reaching for the light switch.	16
Whenever a true friend dies, mommy buys me whatever I desire to ease the pain.	15