One of these days
Exams begin.
Didn't take long
to get right in.
No time was wasted.
In a better way,
Could not have won my heart.
Can't bare to open a book
when apart.
Only thing on mind
Is the art of making
Creating, of feeling so deep
And genius, warm and hazy
But, one of these days
Exams begin.
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
One of these days
Exams begin.
Didn't take long
to get right in.
No time was wasted.
In a better way,
Could not have won my heart.
Can't bare to open a book
when apart.
Only thing on mind
Is the art of making
Creating, of feeling so deep
And genius, warm and hazy
But, one of these days
Exams begin.
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