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Oppressive Chalkboards and Empty Doorways
by Leah Garrison (Age: 20)
copyright 04-24-2004


Age Rating: 13 to 127

 
sitting here just
sitting here
just sitting here
all alone
all alone
in the darkened
room before the
teacher comes

why won’t you
come to me come
to me
come
to me
cause I’m lonely

shadows on the wall
shadows hanging there
telling me telling
me
tell tell
telling me
to get up and leave

why did you
leave me leave
me
leave
me
cause I’m scared here


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06-01-2004 Leah Garrison    

yeah, your comment is pretty insightful! i like the breakup of the phrases; it's kinda like when you're crying and you're trying to talk, and everything is hiccupy and you repeat yourself until a whole sentence tumbles out. also like when I'm by myself and I'm talking to myself, I'll say things over and over again to calm myself down. if you read it and pause a beat after every line, it has a weird soothing cadence (well, it does to me anyway). thanks!
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06-01-2004 Andrea Jeanette DiGiantomasso    

Whoah. Just... whoah. That was amazing. In this case, the awkward feel of the poem really proved your point... it was like slowly going insane. Not that you're insane, mind, but it's just like, WOW. Okay, i'm not coherent at the moment after reading that-- it's so true!!!! Five well-earned praise points, you roxor my soxors!
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