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Shut.Up.
It's only 52 minutes.
Only 52 minutes and 27 seconds,
That I have to sit next to you,
Or, used to have to sit next to you.
Only 3 more days.
157 minutes and 21 seconds.
Just as long as you don't feel the need,
To say a sentence at least 157 times,
I'll be fine.
I wish you would just Shut. Up.
I don't want to hear about your weekend,
Or lack thereof.
I don't want to hear about your new best friend,
Or the girl that stole my spot next to you.
I don't want to hear about you at all.
So please,
Just. Shut. Up.
Only 52 minutes and 27 seconds,
That I have to sit next to you,
Or, used to have to sit next to you.
Only 3 more days.
157 minutes and 21 seconds.
Just as long as you don't feel the need,
To say a sentence at least 157 times,
I'll be fine.
I wish you would just Shut. Up.
I don't want to hear about your weekend,
Or lack thereof.
I don't want to hear about your new best friend,
Or the girl that stole my spot next to you.
I don't want to hear about you at all.
So please,
Just. Shut. Up.
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