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forever lasting stresseschilling me to the bonetill my fingers are numband face is blue,the pages that pile upthey say for my gainmake my breaths chokemy throat seizesat the red letter marksdefining my gradesrhythmic stampsof classes passed and checkedthe failure of failingis too hightill my hair is clawed outbloody tear tracks down my eyesand sleepless nightswithContinue reading “stresses”