End of Semester Clean Up
Paper strewn across the floor
really should have cared before
Standing in this sea of white
with little scribbles in graphite
Set fire to the room at once
so no one will know that you're a dunce
The best thing about this sea of white
it makes beautiful blazes in the dark of night.
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