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In the head


So everytime am in class you get mad  for acting like a clown

So this time i wont bow.

My life is real and i just want to curse you out.

So dont scream so loud.

But everytime i look at you i just want to make you disappear.

Turn you into a shadow and shoot you like a deer.

words i cannot say, but oh teacher its just may.

couldnt my day go any slow, were all lined up in a row.

time goes slow, i feel like a troll.

 

 

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