Death By Latin

I feel claustraphobic, and it smells like Latin. Like the rot of nothing and the sweat of computers. I feel my lungs tighten as I smell the pages of th cursed Latin Book. The smell of paper and a self-proclaimed death. Of typing untill my fingers bleed. The soft, sweet smell of blood. I feel the tell-tale signs of fear from too little space and it smells like Latin is closing in around me.





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ItsTimeToBeginThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 27, 2015 at 7:38 pm
Haha Latin is a dead language Great poem
 
LoudDreamer said...
Dec. 2, 2011 at 10:39 am
lol, this is very funny! Great work!
 
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