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<b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b>
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<p><b>a hallway dead of any security systems</b></p>
<p>published: 11-19-2015</p>
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<p>a heart like a boxer fighting my last round<br />
a smackdown of fear and inhibitions<br />
hallucinating death chimes in my visions<br />
the spontaneity of the situation confusing but also kind of liberating</p>
<p>sprinting down the spiraling hallways<br />
faster than Ive gone in about two months<br />
a physical knife hidden in my bra<br />
and a physical knife resting next to it as it pokes my heart</p>
<p>I know that this isnt supposed to be how it goes<br />
theres supposed to be a gigantic fight scene, some heart-pumping action on the part of the audience, some pithy quotes thrown around<br />
but instead, I just took the knife I had for the food<br />
and ran when nobody was looking</p>
<p>theres nobody coming after me<br />
maybe its better this way rather than how it goes in the movies<br />
for I dont think Id survive if the guards realized that they were supposed to actually give a crap about me<br />
and for Emmas sake, I hope that it stays that way</p>
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