Ferrizza Rivera Poems

I look up in the sky
Watching clouds passing-by
Wind whispered on my ears
Then I cried without tears
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I want the old you,
I want the old us,
But what I really want right now, is the old me.
I changed..
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Expecting college would be worst than ever
People dressed-up like party goer
Seems everyone trying to be fabolous
But I thought, they all looked ridicolous
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