Teachers Pet

But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned
As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun
All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone
Can't this wait till im Old?
Can't I live while I'm young?

Uploaded: Sep 9, 2015

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Tags: Digital art, Digitally manipulated, Flash / lighting, General, Portraits / people, Specialist / abstract

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published 1 year ago
AndrewMcCormick
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