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Papers and pencils
Numbers and signs
Ink dribbled stencils
Paperback lines
My mind is a maze, the center; a curse
Dependent upon the path
Resistance against the universe
Science, Reading, Math
My life for the next 3 years
That nervousness lurking by
The warp of all my fears
That robot creeping in
My dreams and nightmares aligned
That everlasting laughter
The fear of losing my mind
Three taps on the shoulder
One of the chosen few
Purple slips, yellow folder
Faint giggles, big crew
The stabbing of the lips
The banging of the head
The puddles made from drips
That trouble in my bed
A new day awaits
May good luck rest in
A hand for each kind
From steel, metal, rust and tin
[112 words]
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blvrryface (vent) poems.
Poetryexactly what the title says. [sorry ive been gone for so long]
