Anxiously sitting, breathing heavily, the air suddenly dense. Scratching in a possible answer, only then to cross it angrily. Solving another question after I finish the other. Time is ticking, re-straightening my glasses. Tapping the eraser against the warm desk and beads of sweat pop up. Circling answers and thinking hard. Mind racing, heart pumping. This matters...thinking about other things and letting my mind drift has no good effect. Finishing up re-looking, glancing to look again. How mind boggling, how nerve racking, how frightening two periods can be.
(I was taking Finals at school, yikes right? rolleyes Ah, well.)
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I plan to write about certain things that happen throughout the day that inspire me to write bits of poetry, short stories or any other literary material that I will never finish but, just want to write down (type so to speak XD).
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bluebird_dreamer
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Let the stars drop one by one. Out of the sky into your waiting palm. As your eyes glisten with the sparkle of the light, calmness and gentility pervade your wholesome heart...