He didn't call back Graduation is close My government grade is slipping My job gave me too many hours Not enough time to accomplish what I should It was sitting there Gleaming in the light So sharp The tension could have been released The thoughs overwhelmed me I went to bed And there was NO blood and there were NO cuts I woke up a stronger beingBirth sign: Libra
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