People hate school.
This is a fact.
Why?
Why do you think?
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that first kiss,
that tingley feeling,
zinging through me,
under my skin.
...
She spoke,
but her words disintegrated.
carried away,
taken by the wind.
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Life is a card game,
with aces and jokers.
the game is called life,
its sorta like poker.
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They called her emo,
they called her names.
They were cruel,
they blocked the suns rays.
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as i'm slowly dying,
nobody knows it but me.
as i'm slowly dying,
i've never felt so free.
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It hurts,
That spot in your chest.
Where memories lie,
And your heart used to rest.
...
a smile on the heart,
a smile on the face.
a smile on my hand,
settles into place.
...
The look in his eyes, as they met mine,
The caress of his fingers, moving through my hair,
The softness of his touch, as our hands intertwined,
the sincerity of his voice, i know he’ll always care,
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