Finally, prom. Even with a night of friends, laughter, and dancing, something's not right. Are you rotting alone? Or is someone helping pull you down? "Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn’t dare let them escape in case they blew you wide open?".
This day was important;
I'll dance it all away through the moonlight.
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