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Pass or Fail


Sweat trickles down your cheek,

your a mess and you feel beat,

to progress this a necessary stress,

this stress known as a test.

What if one day I have a clouded mind

and all my knowledge is confined,

will the precentage on the exam define the person I really am?

It happens to everyone,

it seems that in this exam you thought you had prevailed,

only to find out after that you actually failed.

I am not writing this "slam" to say lets get rid of all these exams,

but for it to decide whether we pass or fail

it sounds so fake as if it belongs in a fairy tail.

I mean just think about it,

apparently the only way to succeed,

is if you can correctly choose between A,B,C, or D.

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