ladycougar 013


History Class - Poem by ladycougar 013

My eye is on the clock.

'Tick, tick, tick'

Sounds in my head
because digital clocks
make no noise.
If time could go
a bit fater right now
my smile would last longer.
Id be happy to
leave this hell hole.
The nightmare that wont
let me go.
I want to leave.
Ughh...
Im so irritated right now.
I want to leave.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011


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