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The screen stares back at me: 

9:30 pm, 

an unfinished assignment, 

a deadline due. 

My weary chest heaves a heavy breath. 

I miss you like I miss my childhood and good God,

I think it's because that's what you were.

You were a childhood fantasy and now you are gone

we're

two teenagers who don't look when we pass in the hall

Hope you all

Are having some good cheer

Please remember 

People struggle during this time of

Year

Happy days to all

Old tales and stories of years passed

Little smiles mean everything

I just need a paper and some pencils. 
Maybe some pillows. 
And a cozy light. 

Tik Tik Tik Tik:

never stopping angry quiet 

Tok Tok Tok Tok:

ink on paper nonsense words

Tik Tik Tik Tik:

lips are moving saying nothing