Typing Away Poem by Cheryl Cheng
Typing Away
Rating: ★4.5
I've typed for hours
My hands are cramping
They’re as limp as flowers
I feel like stamping
When will this horror end?
I’m near the conclusion
But my fingers start to bend
The wrong way; it’s like an illusion
I must go to sleep
To clear my head
But I must not weep
Into my bed
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4/26/2024 6:43:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
its ends when we finish, but that is almost always a long time from when we start, isn't it...DEATH TO THE ACCURSED HOMEWORK }: (