Boxed.InBoxed InPerhaps you've felt this way before. I don't know what to think, what to do. All I can see is a tear-streaked blonde running down the subway station. She's catching the last train. She's leaving me behind. I let her go, cause of course, I don't care right? I smoke a cigarette, and feel empty. "Another useless bit of time off my life" I sigh to myself. My train will be here soon. I tap the ground impatiently with my foot. I haven't got time to be waiting today. Yeah-- right, I've got no where to do really. Just another irreplaceable day, with the same dull ring, as sitting in a desk chair. A train arrives from down the track. It's
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