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Three desks back and three rows over
Three walls white as the cliffs of dover
Now three students where once was one
A single file line in the shadow of the sun

Halls getting louder and footsteps fill the air
There is one girl missing with long brown hair
I hope, I prayed, I think I might die
If the girl with brown hair and almond shaped eyes

Walks right passed me or even worse still
Goes a whole semester without knowing how i feel
she ignored me this time, maybe I should have smiled
Maybe I should have wrote it out on the cold white tile

Or maybe I'm not worth the while
Verdict "boring" from the trial
or maybe its my lack of style
I'll just march out single file
with the other losers and useless men
who couldn't speak up and are alone again...