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Peripheral Photos

i watch him talking to someone from the corner of my vision
feigning interest in the lesson, i glance down at my page
my inky scars on the bright paper crash into bleeding collisions
and there is nothing to do but sit, attempt to engage

the teacher gives an emphatic speech about love's pain
receiving several sympathetic looks, i stare straight on
why today of all days could he not have abstained?
and there is nothing to do but sit, my personal hell prolongued

finally, we are released from purgatory into a long day
i pack away slowly, as i know he does too
glancing across the room, i smile just as he looks away
and there is nothing to do but leave, and try to see the day through

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  • Teenage Confessions
    November 1
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    thanks so much for the comment!!
    it's quite a personal poem so it's great to know that it's not just something I write to vent my feelings and that it does get read!
    thanks


  • Grey.Area.
    October 31

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    Wow.

    This is so good.
    Guys = Not impressing me much at the moment (arghh)

    Love can be harsh, for something that is supposed to be so good.

    finally, we are released from purgatory into a long day
    i pack away slowly, as i know he does too
    glancing across the room, i smile just as he looks away
    and there is nothing to do but leave,

    This part is so intense, I love it........ especially the smile as he looks away. This is so relate-able to.
    Any teen can relate to this, I can even see the imagery in my head.

    Needed this, no need to put my own feelings into poem form, they are right here.