Collapse, a random poem |
Collapse, a random poem |
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She sits arched, posed, silent;
her eyes aware of every little second and movement Clenching her head in her hands - She is not resting, Her head held up by the rigidity of her spine. Simply, but quietly her last collapse, her eyes drop Head falls into expectant hands ------- This is a random poem I wrote a few weeks ago. Opinions? |
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It's actually just a girl sitting at her desk; she's very tense at first, so she's not really relaxing and letting her head rest. Then, she finally "collapses" and she sort of "falls" into the position she was already set up in. If that makes sense. lol
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