Breanna Verkon

High school friendships rarely last
Eventually school becomes a blurry past
As we get caught up in our lives
Forget to be good husbands and wives
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Who do you think you are?
You think you’re a shooting star,
You think you’re going to go far,
You think you cant scar,
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At the grocery store my mom and me
I tell her when Im seventeen Im free
She tells me its a mistake
And her heart breaks
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My biggest fan respects my personality
He always thanks, congratulates, and praises me
My biggest fan is the greatest man
Knowledgeable and thoughtful he always has a plan
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Bottled hydration in the bag
Eye lids start to sag
Hair in face
Mind in space
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I have happiness in me
Soon I will be free
You will no longer restrict me
You will no longer control me
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Other than the times you have hit me
Other than making me feel like a nuisance
Other than calling me countless names
Other than treating me like a know nothing
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If you see them say that I am sorry.
If you see them say that I regret any harm I've caused,
That I truly care about them,
And that a part of me will always miss a part of them.
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Freewrite on these buildings walls
Spray paint like Niagra's water falls
This is our city, our land, our town
Let our freedom of sharing be unbound
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Day one without eating
My body has taken a beating
My stomach is on fire
Food is my only desire
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We can work it out
Please don’t shout
Maybe its not meant to be
You’re everything to me
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She ordered from the menu
Everything within you
She sat and sipped on her drink
It burned her tongue and she couldn’t think
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Water. Trickle. Aqua. Fill.
Rain. Drop. Fall. Mop.
Spray. Run. Stop. Done.
Pour. Sweat. Drip. Wet.
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Perhaps ill take a nap
After that frozen coffee frap
Perhaps ill read the map
That sits and crinkles in my lap
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I lay under the sun in order to tan
I drink Mountain Dew from a can
If I ever knew trouble I never ran
It is my nature to ignore lecture
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Freewrite when there is something to say
Free nothing when there is something to pay
Freedom exists when the chains go away
Free flowers grow when April turns to May
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Arent you going to miss me?
There will be no more we.
Arent you going to miss us?
Even though we fuss.
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In 500 years
I would cry a million tears
In 500 years
I could face all my fears
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There are buzzards on the window
Where did the sun go?
The harsh sun shines down
Wind blows in this silent town
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Where did you runaway to?
Who made you so blue?
When did you start wanting something new?
How can your absence be true?
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