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Oct 2011
so the truth is during class today i was going to pass you a note.
a small folded piece of paper with words, you know? it summed up
everything i was holding in my head. it was like i was balancing a huge bowl of water,
and just one more thought would make it spill.

so i guess i went about it the wrong way, but i waited for ages
and you never turned around. so i threw a pen
but you woulden't even look at me

and that's how i got my answer and everything overflowed
and i was left standing there with an empty bowl
and a million questions i didn't know how to ask
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