Jan 2014
The only thing
I want to remember
About math class
Is the way
Your fingers...
How they traced patterns
Up and down
The square of my back
Between 1:25 and 2:15
5 days a week
And all of the security you gave me
When I would turn around
To see your gorgeous smile
And hold your precious hand
I want to remember
About math class
Is the way
Your fingers...
How they traced patterns
Up and down
The square of my back
Between 1:25 and 2:15
5 days a week
And all of the security you gave me
When I would turn around
To see your gorgeous smile
And hold your precious hand
**** me I'm worthless
...don't actually **** me though
...just **** me over
...I'm the definition of trash
...don't actually **** me though
...just **** me over
...I'm the definition of trash
Written by
Sam Conrad
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