It's eleven o' clock,
And I'm sitting in class.
Wondering why,
We're learning about mass.
Hoping that the teacher,
Won't call.
My name,
To go out to the hall.
Waiting for the lunch bell,
Someone fell.
The teacher walks to the door,
He doesn't want us to see more.
It's half past eleven,
And I'm sitting in class.
Wondering why,
We're learning about mass.
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w/♥ Forever&Always
Kia
I wrote your name in the sand but it washed away, I wrote your name on a piece of paper but I threw it away, I wrote your name in my hand but I washed it the next day, I wrote your name in my heart and forever it will stay<3
w/♥ Forever&Always
Kia
I wrote your name in the sand but it washed away, I wrote your name on a piece of paper but I threw it away, I wrote your name in my hand but I washed it the next day, I wrote your name in my heart and forever it will stay<3