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Three more weeks. Four more assignments. I count the days I try to focus. I sit. In front. Of. The Screen. I read. I click. I type. I Ignore. The Fire. Spreads. Over. My Chest. I Ignore. The Fire. Sits. In. My Belly. I Ignore. The Bubbling. Rises. To Taste. I Ignore. The Hand. Squeezes. Ribs Closed. I Ignore as the hand grows larger, Squeezing torso And throat. I ignore. I ignore. I ignore. Until it's too much. Sit back. One line. One measly little line. Check phone. Listen: calm song. Check facebook. Back to it. I Ignore. The Pain. I Ignore. The Tears. I Ignore. I Ignore. I Ignore! ***** this. Click, click, click. All shut down. All packed up. All despaired.
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 6:51 PM UTC
My Own. Personal. Torture.
Three more weeks. Four more assignments. I count the days I try to focus. I sit. In front. Of. The Screen. I read. I click. I type. I Ignore. The Fire. Spreads. Over. My Chest. I Ignore. The Fire. Sits. In. My Belly. I Ignore. The Bubbling. Rises. To Taste. I Ignore. The Hand. Squeezes. Ribs Closed. I Ignore as the hand grows larger, Squeezing torso And throat. I ignore. I ignore. I ignore. Until it's too much. Sit back. One line. One measly little line. Check phone. Listen: calm song. Check facebook. Back to it. I Ignore. The Pain. I Ignore. The Tears. I Ignore. I Ignore. I Ignore! ***** this. Click, click, click. All shut down. All packed up. All despaired.
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TuesdayPixie
New Zealander
Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 6:51 PM UTC
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