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old school
written by Deadkittycat06:04 AM 11/15/04now I sit on this bus
their is no fuss
no more huff n puff
that life is gone
I'll be strong
it wont be long
until I'm gone
I sit here and listen to this song
watching children
so fond
my new life is about to start
I dont have to be that smart
I cant do this
its stupid
knowing no one at all here
its pain as sharp as a spear
dont look in the mirror
the lipsticks all asmear
here come the tears
I remember days at my old school
I was such a fool
but thats what made us cool
we WERE fools!
thats why I miss my old school... |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
this poem was about when i moved to prince george from squamish its kinda dumb//
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Shyla (11-15-2004 - 07:04 AM)
| This is definately not 'dumb', it could be improved with proper spelling and punctuation and you may want to rework it to get it how you want it. Have faith in yourself and your work. I haven't read anything other than this of yours, but from what is here you seem very talented! |
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