Written by Emily Harstone | May 11, 2017
Humanity died when hands ate faces.
I shouldn’t have dropped that match.
I lost the 100 million lottery ticket.
Oops. How about “I lost the million dollar ticket”
I can’t take the hate anymore
Oh lord, please please, not again……
It wasn’t the sun blinding him.
Guess who? Oh wait… it’s me!
I blinked and could not see.
Here I am, patiently counting away.
To peek, or not to peek…
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Humanity died when hands ate faces.
I shouldn’t have dropped that match.
I lost the 100 million lottery ticket.
Oops. How about “I lost the million dollar ticket”
I can’t take the hate anymore
Oh lord, please please, not again……
It wasn’t the sun blinding him.
Guess who? Oh wait… it’s me!
I blinked and could not see.
Here I am, patiently counting away.
To peek, or not to peek…