Oh my God not again
This is a thing we endure
Exam and fear being not relative for once every two months
I hate when they give it
I even hate it even more when they take it.
For what the marks seems very judgemental
They just make us sentimental
The givers are hopeless
Takers are helpless
Please don't do this
Please.......
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Out Of The Blue Poems
PoetryPoems and Proses, Showered with roses, Better than the moses And clattering tosses. Come in, Read There's a way it will lead, Maybe too deep So let it seep In the depths of heart, In the beauty of smart... ----- Simple proses could be seen as poems ...
