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the problem with being physically unable to write a paper more than like a day before the deadline means when your professor asks for an ungraded rough draft but the paper isn’t actually due until next week, the answer is
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Skyscraper
Standing with you on the 85th floor
I lose my footing, collapsing into the jagged separations
And once again I’m eager to tread the journey up the floors, hoping that love will prevail and spite will secede into its banished pothole
Where grief’s guardian resides
Where the anguished abandon their tears to stain the distressed ground
Although my ankles tire and ache with each gruesome step
and the intoxicating emotions that have toiled and fermented
Rest upon the pillars brought from the world’s most comfortable prison
But uneven fragments of blood red
Linger atop each step
My eyes are restless, with one flicker of outlines and shadows
after another
But my arms hobble like a dehydrated camel anticipating the end of an endless valley
Once I catch a glimpse of your shadow
And imagine the thrilling touch of freedom, with you
A wall rises, barbed with thorns smothered in malice.
Mondays too this
exclusion jolts him awake
As they snicker loudly within
the vast sea of
closedcapped cliques
Eagerly among sinking
sailboats that
sigh with the wind
Since a child in this
abandoned realm made silence weep
Few sought to embrace his kind.
He’d shiver and forbid the titanium
restrictions
resistant
rusting
Later the desks
were burning, he’d watch
And quietly he
would pray,
discovering
the chronic loneliness of his heart
Rising awkwardly
amid gossiping beasts
Who casts the
other out of secretive gatherings
And smirk mockingly as well
He is the black sheep, He is the black sheep
Of forced friendship and empty lunchboxes.
I miss mutual comPassion and Lovely passion!
“GLAMROCK FREDDY SAW US FUCKING 😨”
“SUNNY, BRAY, WTF???”
"Why would people put drugs in our candy?"
"yea! like dude we're kids an-"
"like aren't you gonna make us pay? I mean idm that it's free but weirrrddd"
"dude wtf"