The halls

November 7, 2015

I see all the hallways

Crowding up morbids

Anything and everything always

And all the kids

Are breaking and shaking

With just the thought

Of the hallways

Drowning in despair

Wondering how they got this far

Smashing lockers

And doorways

It's back to school

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