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Prom "You've go to be kidding me," I muttered, "No freaking way." But oh yes, freaking way, it was. Us poor, destitute kids were in school. The regular type of school, not the psychotic type of gene-mixing school, and it was alright. We were learning, and safe. From Erasers, though not from prom. I held the horrible hot-pink flyer in my hand. Prom, the one thing every girl dreamed about. Prom, the one special night of our lives. Prom, a fricking nightmare to me. "What is it, Max?" Angel asked as we walked home. Pft, not like she couldn't read my mind for it. Oh yeah, but I forbid her to. Right. I glanced grumpily and sent the thoug

Fantasy, All my dreams, Of what I see, Running breathing lifting me, Dying. Reality, All the lies, Of what I see, Chasing finding killing me, Thriving. Calamity, The final sum, Of what I see, Moving burning breaking me, Rising.