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Feelings of love.He sits in a crowded gym.
High on the bleachers.
Hoping for relief.
Listening to music, hoping to drown out his sorrow.
He knows it’s futile, but he refuses to sink.
He sees a paper ball thrown at him, and the throwers.
His so-called “friends” threw it.
He now feels the sting of betrayal and has no one to turn to.
He thinks of ways to end his sorrow on his way to class.
Going through the far hallway that only he goes through.
He sinks down in a corner. Letting his sorrow flood through him.
He dries his eyes and walks down the desolate hallway.
In his homeroom, he listens to music to drown out the world as usual.
The teacher yells something at him, and he just shrugs, his scars visible.
The people in his table grab his arm and scratches it.
Everyone laughs and no one helps.
Class ended and he was going to break when a group of five surrounded him, pushing and shoving him around screaming “EMO!” “GOTH” “WORTHLESS”.
He runs off to brea
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