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I wanna leave claw marks on everything; A little sign That this is mine. I hope the sound of scratching makes your ears ring.
As I lie here naked, I catch glimpses of them. Some scattered disorderly on me left thigh, Others straight and regimented on my right.
I care not for how smart you say I am,Nor for a grades on my report card.Why waste time doing what I know I can?Schooling should never be thought of as hard... Our grades should not be what sets the bars.A's should not mean just memorization,B'a s