The crash of pencils dropping
\nThe popping of pens\u2019 metallic clacking
\nPaper cuts from self inquiry
\nTraining for that moment
\nWhen it\u2019s all vital<\/p>\n
Eyes descending,
\nBags full of stress,
\nGloomy Purple lids of cramming,
\nTrying to learn everything,
\nFor the tests of tests<\/p>\n
Questions lacking remark,
\nCircles left hollow and vacant,
\nClocks tik\u2019in, nerves tok\u2019in,
\nThe emotions of those final feelings,<\/p>\n
Let\u2019s take a break;
\nAnd know a poem;
\nAnd appreciate a song;
\nAnd savor a movie;
\nAnd snag a few well wanted lingered winks;
\nTo rid, of those gloomy purple bags, of stress.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The crash of pencils dropping The popping of pens\u2019 metallic clacking Paper cuts from self inquiry Training for that moment<\/p>\n