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Black pebbles on the ground,

ricocheting as you and I fall down. 

The current of the stream, 

flowing like your mountain of dreams.

Black circles under your eyes,

I hate your golden curls,

the way they get matted when you sleep. 

I hate your boring blue eyes,

the way they look when you weep. 

I hate your sword of bronze,

the way you can call it at your hip. 

I fall in love every so often

I thought I'd list a few.

Lately, I've been in love with two,

Not really knowing who to choose.

But now I know who,

And I don't have to choose.

It was always him or her,

I've never really gotten to enjoy the moon at its fullest. I am always nowhere to be found, as all of my friends like to sit under the stars.

I fly by the hallways, emptier than ever and I can hear chuckles from nearby classrooms. I love the outside, sure, but I love being inside just as much. There's no family to lecture me about how bad the high school is. Though it isn't.