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Walking down the hall, is like being on display.
People point and laugh, every day.
10 years 8 months ago
It's funny how you could always make me feel small
Make me feel like everything I was doing was wrong
10 years 8 months ago
when people say we live to die
i nod in disagree, such a shame
our generation is stressed. depressed
10 years 8 months ago
Once started it seems a breeze
No not too much to sqeeze
Something about these small things
10 years 8 months ago
You may be far away,
but I remember the day.
Counting cars from the window,
looking at your shadow.
10 years 8 months ago