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I Can Already Hear The Slamming Metal MAG
I can already hear the slamming metal.
The sounds of squeals and laughs as we all hug each other again.
I can already hear the teacher's sighs.
Thinking,
Another year here is just beginning.
I can already see my classmates' assorted facial expressions.
The looks of the teenage years just going by.
We are powerless to stop them.
We are defenseless against them.
Them merciless against us.
The drama already oozing through the cracks.
The hearts already beginning to shatter.
The eyes already beginning to tear.
The wars already about to start.
But not me.
But not now.
Not this year.
Oh, no.
I'm not sinking again.
I'm standing my ground,
Remaining rooted in place,
Letting the rest flood on without me.
Go ahead.
I can already hear the slamming metal.
I can already hear the whispers.
I'm not going to let myself fall.
I will fly
Because that's what I'm meant for.
I am meant for better things.
It's already been proven.
I'm holding in a secret
That will set me free.
Let me touch the stars,
Grabbing one and blowing away the dust,
Leaving my eyes clear.
I'm not going to let anyone know.
Not going to let anyone see
What this has done to my soul.
I'm stronger, better.
Somebody I've always longed to be.
Nothing is in my way.
Let the wars be started.
Let the tears be shed.
Let the words be spat.
Let the beggars rot.
Let the drama evolve.
Let the rumors travel.
Let the fists fly.
Let the memories be made.
Let the friendships deteriorate.
Let the whispers echo.
Let
The
Sky
Fall
Down.
Let
The
World
Turn.
Let
The
Hallways
Close
In.
Let
The
Drama
Go
On
Without
Me.
Let the metal slam.
I can already hear it.
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