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Jonthan i'm notBabe I got your number cause you talk in your sleep.
no fool just a creep
then you speak
You call me jonthan
but talk so sweet.
I hesitate to mention
that Jonthan... I'm..... not......
Nothing is lost i just play the part
Lying is easy when you sleep
dreams are seams, they makes sense too me
lying is easy
cause you dream
I curse you waking
from your dream
that jothan i'm not
Chapter 1, Pencil Drop The smell of decay chokes my lungs as i hike through the stagnate forest. I breach the timberline, falling to the ground at the base of the mountain haggard breaths choke in my throat. Bright shinning light washes out my vision causing the mountain to shimmer radiantly as i stare up at its ragged faces. Crawling along on my hands and knees i begin my ascent into its heights . Child like i crawl further along the path till the fatigue wanes, slowly rising i peer back into the shifting twilight of the teeming forest the sentinels stand staring waiting. My steps are slow and measured the broken trail bends and breaks wandering i find different paths all leading to the top. Rounding a bend i stumble ankle deep into frigid water. I lay bleeding and bruised near the pool of snow melt collecting in the gouged earth peering into the reflection I watch the sun set as i slowly dunk my head. The surge rips up and down my spine overloading every
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