I've been staring at the ceiling, listening to the same CD since 10 last night.
I'm pretty sure I've heard and memorized every track on this CD.
They are all so Ironic, about love or what have it.
And I've been sitting here stoic.
What is love.
I've a square imprint on my cheek, and a poem I didn't write laying on my bed.
I distinctively remember
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