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Stares burn through me Conversations stop Whispers spread Rumors start Sitting in the back of the room Nails gripping into my skin I want to scream It flashes back Can I go to the bathroom Check under the stalls Slip up cry, go away Clean makeup Walk into the room and sit down People stop and stare Class starts again I don’t Watching the clock high on the wall Waiting for the hand to move Grabbing books Running They are all talking about you You need to come back I will be there for you It will be better I'm forced to come back by others Cold cuts through me I can’t breath I see them I can suddenly breath I smile back at them Others look Oh no Stares burn through me Conversations stop Whispers spread Rumors start It will all go away soon sweetie They will stop talking Just trust me Please Walking the halls once again, again for them The same cold rips through me It is not better Not at all Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice messaging system. The person you thought you wanted is not available. At the tone, please record your message. When you’ve finished recording you may hang up or press one for more options.
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Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC
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Stares burn through me Conversations stop Whispers spread Rumors start Sitting in the back of the room Nails gripping into my skin I want to scream It flashes back Can I go to the bathroom Check under the stalls Slip up cry, go away Clean makeup Walk into the room and sit down People stop and stare Class starts again I don’t Watching the clock high on the wall Waiting for the hand to move Grabbing books Running They are all talking about you You need to come back I will be there for you It will be better I'm forced to come back by others Cold cuts through me I can’t breath I see them I can suddenly breath I smile back at them Others look Oh no Stares burn through me Conversations stop Whispers spread Rumors start It will all go away soon sweetie They will stop talking Just trust me Please Walking the halls once again, again for them The same cold rips through me It is not better Not at all Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice messaging system. The person you thought you wanted is not available. At the tone, please record your message. When you’ve finished recording you may hang up or press one for more options.
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Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC
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