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The sun sinks
Beneath the trees
Waving its last goodbye
It's been a loooong day

The mellow orange hues
Blending with the pale pink shades
A picturesque scene
To end my day

I gaze out
Watching its beauty fade
Wishing my pain
Will diminish too
You don't always have
A second chance
To head back
To where you've started
But thank you, budd,
For walking with me
At least you made me
Not alone
This morning
my head was filled
with so much
hard
pressured
red sizzling lava
and my body
a volcano to explode
to send so many seismic waves and
create an earthquake through my entire
soul.
An hour
In that little square
Can't move
Can't talk
Can't look around
Just flip through sheets of paper
Combing through each word
The power they hold
The future they shape
They sorta scare me out

Sometimes my heart
Feels too stuffed up
I wished to rip it out
From my thumping chest
And then my brain
Is fully loaded
With things that burn me
But might save grades
Typing this on my phone but er my phone is dumb and I can't continue the poem over here somehow
First battle
Down
But so much more
To go
Before
I'm free
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