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I sit in class And stare out the window My teacher's voice trails like a willow So I imagine the tree Hanging tendrils over a pond Slow ripples Glide through deep, dark, and blue The evening is upon me The orange is like water Splashing upon the land Slowly Surely I close my eyes A smile that was almost a smile I feel it like the tears that drape my cheeks Suddenly I'm tired I hear yelling I'm snapped out of my world My perfect world Where the sun is always setting My earth ablaze with orange and pink I'm in a cold, white room With two dozen staring faces My face feels warm It surely looks red Not from the setting sun this time
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Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 12:52 AM UTC
Daydream
I sit in class And stare out the window My teacher's voice trails like a willow So I imagine the tree Hanging tendrils over a pond Slow ripples Glide through deep, dark, and blue The evening is upon me The orange is like water Splashing upon the land Slowly Surely I close my eyes A smile that was almost a smile I feel it like the tears that drape my cheeks Suddenly I'm tired I hear yelling I'm snapped out of my world My perfect world Where the sun is always setting My earth ablaze with orange and pink I'm in a cold, white room With two dozen staring faces My face feels warm It surely looks red Not from the setting sun this time
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Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 12:52 AM UTC
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