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gray Nov 2018
a cloud is everywhere.
it's consuming me and drowning my mind.
it's suffocating me and making my vision blurry.
it's encasing me and forcing my body to convulse.
a cloud is everywhere.

and i can't escape it.
the final poem today written in french class. today has been a messy and emotiional day, but three poems that i'm pretty proud of have been produced. also,i went to the xmas light switch on in my town today and i'm just chilling with my ribena and wet hair, doing my drama homework.

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