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topic:trapped in saturday skewl
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commence with the ducking out the doors in the back hall
intense beatin of the heart beacuse im unsure of this call
rushing to the car our faces are flushed from temperatures
enter the house where we feast on this tuesday of december
remeber this day for the consequences that will come yet
unknown we eat on and speak on how we dont have regrets
going back to the school we se a figure awaiting at the door
reassure another its no bother but we dunno what's in store
escorted to the office but we think it was trouble worth spent
reported to the office a few days later recieving our punishment
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the time ties on and the minds drift on awaiting the leave
recievin directions but unabidedingly we're tryin to impede
intrigued by thoughts im startin to become awknowledged
polished lies makein them inticingly real from bein a hostage
i refrain from followin directions my mind has dif perceptions
perfecton is never an option, it is not an absolute perspective
inspective on who remains shady on doing what is expected
selective on who to mess with and to point out incorrections
exceptions, there are none just a harsh and directive teacher
preached her guidelines but they were trampled by sneakers
sneekers are able to hide the state of rest their minds are in
sharin books and work to those who are jus spacingly staring
uncaring of the time not needed or to even have been spent
incentives to rethink the actions took im beginning to repent
abusing the time and deciding rhyme but im thinking its a fault
walking out of this with worn feelings i realize things and sulk
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