Shared from the comments page of The Dawn. There’s a bullet in my backpack, It went through my math textbook.. The lunch box may have a hole I haven’t had a chance to look. There’s a bullet in my backpack, My homework is now ruined, The pen may not write anymore, I haven’t even tried. There’s a bullet in my backpack. I brought a flower for the teacher. The petals are now all over, Wont be able to collect them forever. There’s a bullet in my backpack. But my friends aren’t making fun of me. They seem to be quiet for long. And I dont want them to be. There’s a bullet in my backpack. And the teacher is fine with it. She hasnt scolded me today, She’s staring at the ceiling far away. There’s a bullet in my backpack, It tore through my shirt, I think. Sorry mom, I will need a new uniform. This one is stained by red ink. There’s a bullet in my backpack, I dont know who put it there. In the name of God or whoever, Dont know why but its hurting everywhere. 16-December-2014
Posted on: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 08:02:24 +0000
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