I took notice of the breathing corpses. Some slowpokes, as still as the last leaf, Some grenades, tucking the blob of emotions, In the pocket of seamless universe, Some lovebirds, aimlessly daydreaming Of debonairs, And a few lonely lunatics, fathoming The sea of lost souls, Plotting ways to write on Every movement, Abruptly, Like I do. Like I did. ___ Hey people! How are you all? I haven't read many of you. I apologize for that. I so badly want to, but huh, my school na! Keeps me with 'em. I know this write-up didn't come out well, but I don't know why! I couldn't write!!! Again!!! Help me!!! ___