memories

February 2, 2011
i hear everything the teacher is saying it just wont register. The thoughts dane around my head as if they were ballerinas. They all pile high one on top of another it seems as if they don't know where to go. My mind has been taken over by thoughts, toy soldiers marching, searching, destroying everything ive created and built up to call mine. Then the bell rings they were all just memories.





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