Poems Inspired from the Bordom of Math

ALGEBRA FOR COLLEGE FRESHMEN

I know no faces

In these four spaces

With lovers

And their chases.

 I see no biting

No smiles enlightening

So many

In a place so inviting.

I saw my lover

My almost lover

A crowded day

I don't remember.

Away from the spotlight

Inconsistent in sight

So quiet

Hoping it right.

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 THE MESSAGE I WAS SUPPOSED TO SEND MATEO (save in phone)

Omg

I'm solving crappy math problems.

So crappy

I cannot do

Too crappy

To comprehend

I want to write,

Even in Fil. . .

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