The Halls

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The fluorescent lights flicker in the halls. Gossip spreads like a plague. Tired children shuffle in fear of their upper class men.
The sulking teachers acute sight wavers from student to student. Never knowing who the instagator is for sure.
As for myself I sit here in the dark corner next to the drinking fountain writing this belittled poem. Although the edges are rough and the words make no sense there is truth to what is being said.





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