POLITICAL Poem by Analaura Ruiz

When school ends the halls empty, with nobody there
The sound of laughter fades, replaced by quiet
Friends disappear paths go seperate ways
Routine falls apart, freedom feels like a void
Days stretch long, unfilled, unplanned
The sound of the bell, now just a memory in our heads
The loneliness comes in, as we think more about time
The absence of talking, a heavy stillness
We crave connection, the shared moments
In the quiet, we find ourselves alone for good

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