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6d
Going about the day
Tiresome or exhilarating the same
Becomes unbearable
When the knowledge
Breaks the window to your head
That you have school tomorrow
You don't get write, read, walk, or create all day
You just sit there
Listening to and then discarding useless information

D(r)ead.
School could be replaced with work if you've passed those days

Basically every Sunday

(This note was written by the stone that broke the window to my head who didn't want to be an accessory to the crime)
Liana
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Liana  F/NJ/silently screaming
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