September 1, 2011
By dharmabum SILVER, West Hartford, Connecticut
dharmabum SILVER, West Hartford, Connecticut
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My oh my, my hand is aching
Throbbing, aching, from note taking
Though my pencil flies through sheet after sheet
It won’t be long ‘till I admit defeat
That scratching sound of the pencil of wood
Dancing across its wafer thin cousin
That sound shall be heard
Till my ears do bleed
All this note taking,
Is just what I need
Though it is far past time
To head off to bed
‘Stead of resting on a pillow
Something throbs through my head
Tis knowledge! Facts and speculations
Biology, History and mathematical calculations
Words blend into each other
The blue lines and grey
I’m thrilled I’ve reached a milestone
Only forty three pages left today

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on Sep. 7 2011 at 11:23 pm
daRklovelyblue17 GOLD, Phoenix, Arizona
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Favorite Quote:
"Where words fail, music speaks."

"I'm trying to believe in things that I don't know[...]That love can kill the pain, that truth is never vain, it turns strangers into lovers, and enemies to brothers"

This happened to me today! I'm glad someone gets it XP

on Sep. 7 2011 at 4:51 pm
CrystalfromAMS SILVER, Noblesville, Indiana
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Haha! xD I love this! A basic topic that everyone can sympathize with, and portayed so well and vividly! Well done! :D Definitely a favorite of mine.

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