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Time ticks. The clock turns round and round. Bell rings what’s that sound? Next class. Scribble some notes. Time for a test, breathe, don’t choke. You did it, finished the exam,
I do not understand why I am this way cursed with utter silence of my heart. As death do part my frivolous woes I free thine spirit from wretched guilt and break free the bonds that kept me sane.
I want to be featured on Upworthy.I want to be the man who breaks the mold.