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Sep 2013
My hands are shaking
Not enough for anyone to notice
But enough for me to know
Enough for the people around me to become a blur
I slide into my locker and grasp the handle with all my might
and close my eyes
I try my hardest to escape
but each voice I hear breaks that barrier
Each voice overwhelming me with emotion
Music does not help
Then I find myself standing in the middle of the hall
Looking in circles
Confused my mind is in distortion
But I hear my name called and I try to escape this voice
Suddenly a friend embraces me
And just for the moment peace floods over my body
Happiness seems possible
My body still trying to collapse from an overwhelming amount of pain
Its held by the friends strength
But it ends and my mind ends
Back in the dark hole it once was.
Written by
Luke Andrew Fetch
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   Eliza, --- and Atlas
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