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Texting and Seeing


You don't see, but I do

I see it and hear the tapping of it,

But, you still continue class.

That thing is distracting to me

You, ignore the boy who isn't focusing.

How can I focus with the bright lights it shows?

You can just take the device.

And, keep that thing until the end of class.

What is more funny is that,

You as well use the device, during class. 

How dare you!

You would never understand my feelings

If you can use it, I can use it too.

 

 

 

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shamarti88
<p>I&#39;m new to writing poems. I hope I got my point across.</p>

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