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Sep 2014
Trapped in a timed quagmire, She silently swore
The noose tightened, oh but ever so slow
Hopelessness and exhaustion had set in deep
She couldn’t take this hell much more..

Round after round after round he fired fast
It hit her and went right through her head hard
A numbing sensation crept up her toes
All of a sudden it stopped, she froze

The barrage of words had sputtered to a close
As the Professor’s mouth finally slammed shut
The classroom door obliged his hold
The lecture was over and the torture no more!
H Nair
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