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Love Equation


Sitting in math class hearing my teacher talk about quadratic equations.    
While I’m sitting here wondering when’s the next vacation.
Bored out of my mind hearing about innovation.
I rather talk about the love equation.
Just like math you gotta try.
Or you can give up and cry.
You have to put in the work to find out what is right and wrong.
So it can get easier later on.
Finding an answer to the love equation takes many steps.
If solved, you have the right to call yourself a success.
The answer is simple, but the process is not.
It takes lots of time around the clock.
And crazy storms that give you a shock.
After countless amounts of failures you’ve finally done it.
You found the answer to the love equation and have achieved true satisfaction.
Crazy and reckless as this may sound.
Bae was the answer you have found.
The one who always down to go out.
And hang out and chill until one of us gets ill.
I hope she sticks around because “she’s a keeper” my mom would say.
As she will be there for you always.
Till your last dying day.

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