studying

by mandaceehb

fingertips bleeding with rainbows of smudged highlighter ink

rubbing exhausted eyes, prying them open with the apparent weight of what our future lies upon 

we write with aching arms; scribble with desperation; scrawl with the last of energy inside our souls 

still the promise of a better life is not printed in black and white

the words swirl as our heads fall 

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