Date : 16 April 2020
This poem is all related to friendship and how much we miss the old school days. The fights, the lunchboxes, the notebooks, the teachers and all the memories are unforgettable.
A place where we all go crying
And try to look cool
A place where people think we are lying
This place is called school
A place where we make our name
And gain knowledge
Where we get Fame
And then leave for college
The time when we studied for nights
And made relations forever
Now we miss those fights
And the moment spent together
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