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My head is lolling lolling Like a snapped flower stem because I rolled I rolled my eyes too hard and the force of my bowling-ball Irises threw my skull to the right, hard, Snapped my vertebrae I laugh because it gets me out of the Work one more time onemoretimeonemoretime I am so burnt out I can Smell the singe on my hair as I Cut it after two years My head is empty Empty Filled with calculus English chemistry biology chemistry chemistry Bowling-ball irises Sky blue, I Stabbed them out and felt the test scores (84 98 67 67 67 67) run down my cheeks cool cold jelly (This no-exam feeling is exhilarating his Exams in a month feeling is exhilarating) Exhilarating like it Takes my breath away, I swear my eyes are Intact and just One more month Can Liza please come down to the office I want you to make an appointment with me Just to check up on you and It's because I ran crying into the office because I'm so scared my marks won't be high enough and I'm going to have to tell her I stopped I stopped going to counseling and I'll have to tell her
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 9:55 PM UTC
Inertia
My head is lolling lolling Like a snapped flower stem because I rolled I rolled my eyes too hard and the force of my bowling-ball Irises threw my skull to the right, hard, Snapped my vertebrae I laugh because it gets me out of the Work one more time onemoretimeonemoretime I am so burnt out I can Smell the singe on my hair as I Cut it after two years My head is empty Empty Filled with calculus English chemistry biology chemistry chemistry Bowling-ball irises Sky blue, I Stabbed them out and felt the test scores (84 98 67 67 67 67) run down my cheeks cool cold jelly (This no-exam feeling is exhilarating his Exams in a month feeling is exhilarating) Exhilarating like it Takes my breath away, I swear my eyes are Intact and just One more month Can Liza please come down to the office I want you to make an appointment with me Just to check up on you and It's because I ran crying into the office because I'm so scared my marks won't be high enough and I'm going to have to tell her I stopped I stopped going to counseling and I'll have to tell her
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 9:55 PM UTC
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