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After School

January 5, 2018
By Anonymous

A loud, clear ring,

The last bell sounds.

Students file out,

One, by one, by one.

 

Silence takes hold,

The lights close their eyes,

Grey rays from the overcast world,

Fall in,

         in, 

            in...

 

The flag hangs limp,

Its colors dull and sad.

The computer is already asleep.

Resting for another day.

 

The pictures frozen;

The smiles everlasting.

But no one sees.

Not even the shy sun.

 

The desks grow cold,

The pens are still.

Everything unmoving,

As the skies shed their first tear.


The author's comments:

I wrote this a couple years back, during a summer class I took. No one really paid attention to it much, but it was a personal favorite of mine, and I have no idea why.


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