Poetry By serenamae2020 But my skin starts to burn It is 10:09 a.m. on a Thursday morning and I am sitting on my bed. I should be in school.It feels weird to be here.My dog looks peaceful asshe sleeps on the beddingI washed yesterday
Poetry By serenamae2020 Spare Moments wake upgo to classstudyhomeworkwork ornhs or basketball practice ora combination of those plusfriends and senior project work andtrying to maybe sleep?
Poetry By serenamae2020 The First Cup of Coffee the first rays of sunlightseep through your shades;you shy away from the huehoping for just a few more minutes of peacebut it's too much; you begin to stretch, restless as you try to shake
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