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The high noon sun is present now
I'm dancing in the dust,
Your ever-present lust is gone
Blue
for tears
the sadness
hidden inside.
Green
just as emeralds
vibrant
alive.
Gray
dark clouds
preventing one
to enter her soul.
There's snot in my nose
And a pounding in my head.
I don't wanna be at school.
I'd much rather be in BED.
Teacher, quit your talking,
guys, just please shut up!
I want my fuzzy blanket,
