First Day of School

She sat alone in the back,
With her mass of purple streaks,
On locks of pitch black.
She sat alone in the back,
The skulls and crossbones on her backpack,
Glimmering in the light's occasional peaks.
She sat alone in the back,
With her mass of purple streaks.





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