Call it retrograde amnesia or just a flickering impulse
I conjured up my strength, as if I were someone else
My friends they did not know me, my family they would say
But I attribute all my happiness to that crazy single day
It started as a gaffe but soon turned into a cruel hunch
Disguising my whole face as I stalked away to lunch
To elevate my mood in this rare prolific phase
I sighed and ate my sandwich as I looked off in a haze
A mystery unfolding was putting all my strength on hold
The magic of a master was all that I was told
Ejected from his alter and landing with a thud
I saw my pet go flying, then a monsoon of his blood
I ran back through the hallway, the library was in sight
I didn’t leave a line of crumbs nor turn on any lights.
I hid among the books so afraid that I’d be seen
What a nightmare of a morning this day has truly been
I escaped out through a window and climbed down a brick wall
I didn’t want to wait for more I know I couldn’t stall
Suddenly I woke up, not knowing where I was
Grateful that the only thing was my alarm’s loud buzz 

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