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Here comes a thought,
that might alarm you.
What someone said,
and how it harmed you.
Something you did,
that failed to be charming.
Things that you said are
suddenly swarming and, oh.
You're losing sight,
You're losing touch.
All these little things seem to matter so much,
that they confuse you,

That I might...

lose you

Here comes a thought from Steven Universe
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Lavendersong sighed and shifted in her makeshift nest. Everything was silent except for the distant singing of grasshoppers and frogs hoping to find love. Love. What a joke she thought spitefully. The dappled dame lay there awake knowing it was going to be another restless night for her. That's why she was out here in her sanctuary instead of the warriors den with her clanmates. She sighed once more as she had done a thousand times earlier today and extended one of her paws that had one of her most prized possession attached to it. The beautifully crafted bracelet that held pristine shells from the Riverclan shores and some of their favorite flowers to accompany it. It really was a symbol of everything they had went through and in a masochist way, it brought her joy and sadness that she kept indulging while alone in her thoughts. Lavendersong began to feel herself having heavy breaths again with water beginning to form at her eyelids again. She pressed them down and tried to calm herself down while taking in and exhaling slowly. What was the use of crying, it wasn't going to solve anything.

Just get over it.
There's nothing you can do.
Did you really think this would last forever?
You knew better.
He's better off.

The thoughts began to intrude her mind again. Lavendersong closed her eyes shut and tried to block out the negatives. Why did she keep losing cats? Was she cursed? Did Starclan even care? She did everything she was told, tried making other people happy, became stronger, and chose loyalty over love but...Why did she still feel unaccomplished and empty? What was she doing wrong? This is why she could hardly sleep. Always blaming herself for everything and wondering why it goes wrong. Lavendersong curled up in a ball and hid her paw under her fluff so she wouldn't see it. As she laid still on her side, curled up, the soft sounds of pittering began to tap outside of the hollowed out tree. The Shadowclan dame closed her eyes and focused on the ambience of rain, letting it soothe her into a much needed slumber. The rain began to fall harder, covering her in a water veil. Eventually, Lavendersong drifted to sleep with light snores echoing in the hollowed tree. Asterpool.

Description
Here comes a thought,
that might alarm you.
What someone said,
and how it harmed you.
Something you did,
that failed to be charming.
Things that you said are
suddenly swarming and, oh.
You're losing sight,
You're losing touch.
All these little things seem to matter so much,
that they confuse you,

That I might...

lose you

Here comes a thought from Steven Universe
________________________________________________________

Lavendersong sighed and shifted in her makeshift nest. Everything was silent except for the distant singing of grasshoppers and frogs hoping to find love. Love. What a joke she thought spitefully. The dappled dame lay there awake knowing it was going to be another restless night for her. That's why she was out here in her sanctuary instead of the warriors den with her clanmates. She sighed once more as she had done a thousand times earlier today and extended one of her paws that had one of her most prized possession attached to it. The beautifully crafted bracelet that held pristine shells from the Riverclan shores and some of their favorite flowers to accompany it. It really was a symbol of everything they had went through and in a masochist way, it brought her joy and sadness that she kept indulging while alone in her thoughts. Lavendersong began to feel herself having heavy breaths again with water beginning to form at her eyelids again. She pressed them down and tried to calm herself down while taking in and exhaling slowly. What was the use of crying, it wasn't going to solve anything.

Just get over it.
There's nothing you can do.
Did you really think this would last forever?
You knew better.
He's better off.

The thoughts began to intrude her mind again. Lavendersong closed her eyes shut and tried to block out the negatives. Why did she keep losing cats? Was she cursed? Did Starclan even care? She did everything she was told, tried making other people happy, became stronger, and chose loyalty over love but...Why did she still feel unaccomplished and empty? What was she doing wrong? This is why she could hardly sleep. Always blaming herself for everything and wondering why it goes wrong. Lavendersong curled up in a ball and hid her paw under her fluff so she wouldn't see it. As she laid still on her side, curled up, the soft sounds of pittering began to tap outside of the hollowed out tree. The Shadowclan dame closed her eyes and focused on the ambience of rain, letting it soothe her into a much needed slumber. The rain began to fall harder, covering her in a water veil. Eventually, Lavendersong drifted to sleep with light snores echoing in the hollowed tree. Asterpool.