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College
I stare at my phone,Eyes heavy with bags they don’t need to carry.I look from note to text book,From jotter to pen,And wonder why I’d been so happy to come to this school. I’m so exhausted that weird things are becoming my lifestyle,Like talking to myself,And considering mixing coffee with fearless.They said this school life…
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My worst nightmare
A poem (hopefully this goes well) Her worst nightmare. Increased heart rate,Shaky palms,I log in to see my results,Oxygen seems scarce,Because it just feels like,Everything has been leading up to this moment. The internet is slow,But the page finally loads.Ending the dance I share with suspense.I suddenly feel numb as it dawns on me,I missed…
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Her thoughts in words 