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by Viv Oct 25, 2003 category : Sadness, depression / other
Trapt in another world Prisoner of the school Trapt for hours Learning useless tools. After a couple hours Thinking you'll never see the sun agian The bell rings and the terror ends. Or does it? You go home Thinking of leisure But then you realize It's not over Stacks of homework block the sun In which you think you'll never be done.