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I smile because the exams are over. I can enjoy myself.

I am sad because the exams are over. The loneliness sets in as my intellectual 'distractions' relinquish the spotlight.

I can't cry, although I wish I could. Crying alone makes things worst doesn't it?

Ms. cricket is sleeping. I guess I have my weaknesses too. At least my pills will swoon in my brain, sending me into oblivious sleep.

Come morning, I will realise there's no one next to me. My bed would be a pleasant grave. Oblivion is such a comforting word.

Will her hands and heart be as soft in my dreams? She can give an assuring warmth or stab with an icy spike. I've seen her do it, felt her do it.

I'm used to being the powerful one.

(I used to be the powerful one)