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College


I sit dreading the unknown.

Oh boy I think Im boned.

I have no money in the bank.

Now I think Im truly sank.

The FAFSA sees my families dough.

I wont get any though.

Paying for college on my own.

Cant even get a freaking loan.

Insurance will squeeze me dry.

At this point I'd rather die.

Oh wait who's that i see?

Is it he wholl set me free?

Here comes Mr. Debt.

Now im set.

Forever i'll owe this school.

But at least im not a fool.

 

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Jboyd19
<p>oof</p>

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