How many times have I went through this
Running against every time the minute hands move
Burning the midnight oil
Drinking coffee
Snacking
And my hair is so oily
My hands are trembling
I'm questioning why
Pleading my heart
my body
my mind to not give up on me yet
Because gosh the test tomorrow is worth a quarter of my grade
So please at least try to hang on
Until I complete the exam
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Author:
zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 21st, 2024 05:19
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