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Mar 2014
I should have
gotten ****** before
I came to class today.
I should be drinking
my coffee like it's
a bag of chips,
because I have the munchies.
Bust in the door,
smelling like Bob Marley,
because I haven't washed
my hair yet.
My eyes should be
bloodshot,
and dying to close.

But instead I sit here
sober.
I should have come to
class ******
because I don't do
the things I want to do
enough anymore.
Paige
Written by
Paige  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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