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When the television is off, she watches the clock.
I’m giving a speech. In front of all of you. And the room is quiet. And your mouths are shut. And it’s silent. But I still hear screams. And I’m stiff. But I’m falling. And I’m trying to grab your hand. But you won’t budge. And I’m asking you for help. But you won’t listen. I keep falling. You keep watching. You won’t save me. So I wait for the ground. I want to feel my bones break. I want it to kill me. But I never reach the bottom.
