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Aug 2013
My pencil is screaming
My fingers unsure
My glass almost empty
My love shut the door

My pencil is screaming
My eyes glaze some more
My tab’s paid for plenty
My feet on the floor

My pencil is screaming
My throat is so sore
My hands on the bottle
My heart out to cure.
Stephanie Irvin
Written by
Stephanie Irvin  Athens, OH
(Athens, OH)   
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