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Apr 23
It must be done
It is due
And yet I walk away
Finding other jobs to complete

I cannot stop
The sides are crumpled
It must be finished
Before I can hand it in

You messed up
What are they going to think
I told you
You are no good

Get it done
There is no reason not to
Nothing has been done
And still, I have no reason why I can't
Written by
Franky Case
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