i can feel
my heart
slamming
into my ribcage. mr.
nose-picker's talking
but i can't hear him.
all that matters
is there's only 45
minutes of driver's
hell left. then
a new one
begins.

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(6.20.08)
I wrote this in Driver's Ed one day.
I remember why.
I just don't want to.
It would just mean more pain
& more memories
that I don't want to hold close & dear.