Awhile ago was Teacher's Day practice. Yay. I like Teacher's Day practices.
Hmmm...
The performance was really (i can't believe i'm using this word) cute.
Haha. Yes, cute.
Watching from the sidelines
That's where you get the opportunity
To see the eyes, the lips, the beads of sweat
That trickles down his body
A little closer, I would've felt your breath
Sting or soothe, blabla
Okay, maybe im not good at writing poems. Whatever.
And this poem isn't sick! I just couldnt find some rhymes and im hungry.
I gotta go eat!
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