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A connection to prove, words till the end,
A known figure, to suddenly pretend,
At school we stand, bullies patrol,
Spare change to hold then lose control,
Names are known, together to stand,
We accept evolution, involvement of land,
There were days, twenty hours or more,
Then a change of relevance, sown to the core,
I ask my teacher, look down however smile,
I look up if needed, a painted denial,
You speak of books, time and destination,
I ask for help now, however receive hesitation,
For a later time, the start of the year,
I plead to your footsteps, don't become my fear,
Instead of video games, a girls hand to hold,
I stare at my desk, then stare at nothing and fold,
You leave holding, my name lives within your mobile phone,
I hold a watch ticking, when history can be left alone,
I stare at a sky that refuses to stare back,
The death of assumptions, the cloud that became black,
Three seconds to go, to count along?
The happiness of a connection, right or wrong?
I look beyond this, a countdown,
My known figure, part of the sound,
A connection to prove, words till the end,
A nameless girl to die, fireworks explode, too the obligations of a friend.