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Sittin in High School One of my fondest memories Wasn't of sports or seeing the pretty preppy girls walking around in mini skirts and loose v-neck shirts Knowing that they are out of my league Surprisingly it was the rare moments that I would put my head down in class Just close my eyes and think Slowing drifting into an odd state that I know we all know The state of complete relaxation and the definition of calm The time between zonked out and aware of your surroundings The point where your ears are the only thinks that work right You listen to conversations going on around you Ones that continue over the top of you Whispers gliding gently over the back of your head Kissing your hair to reminding you there are still people in the room But in all reality you could care less Looking so peaceful, calm, and still Arms folded and head resting upon them If only people knew what type of demons you are fighting in that deceiving head of yours Legs begin to twitch as you spring through an unfamiliar jungle Being chased by a pack of rabid Twelve foot long Caterpillars They lay Seven feet high Two foot thorns coming out of their fast, round, jiggly bodies Mouth gaping like a cave Teeth that resemble stalactites and stalagmites Dripping with a bio-luminescent substance that has to be poisonous You hurtle rocks and logs Ninja slide under giant tree roots and low hanging branches While running you must swat away gigantic ravenous butterflies They are pretty, but not very nice Sweat pooring from your body Blood pressure is running through the ceiling Panting heavy Scared shitless You make the mistake of looking behind you to see if you lost the beast And you trip... Falling hard on the ground with a loud thud Starring up as the caterpillar leaps into the air and in slow motion comes down Jaws open Mouth watering Stomach hungry As he begins his decent your mind is blank About to die With no warning the ground below you disappears Falling into a black abyss of nothing The bottom appears quickly You brace yourself to splat on the ground As you hit the earth You jump wildly in your seat with a loud yell... The bell rings with the class gazing at you giggling Filled with embarrassment you pick up your things and quickly shuffle out of class
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Jan 21, 2011
Jan 21, 2011 at 11:49 AM UTC
Wild Dreams
Sittin in High School One of my fondest memories Wasn't of sports or seeing the pretty preppy girls walking around in mini skirts and loose v-neck shirts Knowing that they are out of my league Surprisingly it was the rare moments that I would put my head down in class Just close my eyes and think Slowing drifting into an odd state that I know we all know The state of complete relaxation and the definition of calm The time between zonked out and aware of your surroundings The point where your ears are the only thinks that work right You listen to conversations going on around you Ones that continue over the top of you Whispers gliding gently over the back of your head Kissing your hair to reminding you there are still people in the room But in all reality you could care less Looking so peaceful, calm, and still Arms folded and head resting upon them If only people knew what type of demons you are fighting in that deceiving head of yours Legs begin to twitch as you spring through an unfamiliar jungle Being chased by a pack of rabid Twelve foot long Caterpillars They lay Seven feet high Two foot thorns coming out of their fast, round, jiggly bodies Mouth gaping like a cave Teeth that resemble stalactites and stalagmites Dripping with a bio-luminescent substance that has to be poisonous You hurtle rocks and logs Ninja slide under giant tree roots and low hanging branches While running you must swat away gigantic ravenous butterflies They are pretty, but not very nice Sweat pooring from your body Blood pressure is running through the ceiling Panting heavy Scared shitless You make the mistake of looking behind you to see if you lost the beast And you trip... Falling hard on the ground with a loud thud Starring up as the caterpillar leaps into the air and in slow motion comes down Jaws open Mouth watering Stomach hungry As he begins his decent your mind is blank About to die With no warning the ground below you disappears Falling into a black abyss of nothing The bottom appears quickly You brace yourself to splat on the ground As you hit the earth You jump wildly in your seat with a loud yell... The bell rings with the class gazing at you giggling Filled with embarrassment you pick up your things and quickly shuffle out of class
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taylor-hadley
American
Jan 21, 2011
Jan 21, 2011 at 11:49 AM UTC
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