anna sprague

Rookie (4/19/92 / Michigan)

Classes - Poem by anna sprague

as i sit in class
i look down
seeing the blood
i feel so proud
but i hope no one will notice
i hope no will see
what happens when i fall to peices
what happens when im just me


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 10, 2008



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