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    She sits in her desk, fairly quiet don't you dare make eye contact. Her mouth does not move when asked to speak. Her eyes do not lock when spoken to. The lifeless shell sinks into the chair, Looking broken and hollow. Her body sedentary, her feet stationary, Hammered into the linoleum floor. Her heartbeat mimicking dripping water from a faucet. How can someone sit so still? Reality outside her bubble is so vibrant, Seeping with radiance and

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    She sits in her desk, fairly quiet don't you dare make eye contact. Her mouth does not move when asked to speak. Her eyes do not lock when spoken to. The lifeless shell sinks into the chair, Looking broken and hollow. Her body sedentary, her feet stationary, Hammered into the linoleum floor. Her heartbeat mimicking dripping water from a faucet. How can someone sit so still? Reality outside her bubble is so vibrant, Seeping with radiance and

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    Eng391-Mgup Poem

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    She sits in her desk, fairly quiet don't you dare make eye contact. Her mouth does not move when asked to speak. Her eyes do not lock when spoken to. The lifeless shell sinks into the chair, Looking broken and hollow. Her body sedentary, her feet stationary, Hammered into the linoleum floor. Her heartbeat mimicking dripping water from a faucet. How can someone sit so still? Reality outside her bubble is so vibrant, Seeping with radiance and

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    Free verse Poem (what do you think of someone with a mental illness) what do you observe?

    She sits in her desk, fairly quiet


    Dont you dare make eye contact.
    She minds her business,
    And so do I.
    Her mouth does not move when asked to speak.
    Her eyes do not lock when spoken to.
    The lifeless shell sinks into the chair,
    Looking broken and hollow.
    Her body sedentary, her feet stationary,
    Hammered into the linoleum floor.
    Her heartbeat mimicking dripping water from a faucet.
    How can someone sit so still?
    Reality outside her bubble is so vibrant,
    Seeping with radiance and opportunity.
    Why would someone choose to stand back
    When life is pulling you in?
    She must be having a bad day.

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