Numbers

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I used to love numbers because they were always true   

Never lied

Never denied 

But now I want them to change

But they can't lie

And its starting to hurt inside 

The positives always want to turn negative

Subtracting them from me

So they hold on tight to hide away

As there problems multiply they become mine 

I try to help them divided 

But my answers are always wrong

So the number line keeps slipping by

I wish the equation was simple like it used to be

                       Simple

                            Easy

                               Just you and me

                                      But now I see that

                                                    One plus one is done

                                                            

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