Priscilla Garcia

my heart pounds as i run downcourt
my hearts speeds as i plan to shoot
to watch the ball go thru the hoop
to watch the people cheer and scream
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boys are hairy
they are scary
they are stinky
with rotten pinkies
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ur a liar
i hope u kno
ur a deciever
dis is not for sho
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i think i kno wat hurts the most
to once be my mother
but now for as much as kno ur a goner
up in heavan with God
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tick tock goes the clock
click clack goes the pens
swish swish goes the feet
i am taking a test
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i am confused
i am misused
i feel misled
i feel unsure
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love sucks
dont get involved
love hurts
most of all
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you have been lied to
you have been stood up to
you have been told lies
dont you think its time to fight back?
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why did u lie to me and say u were my frend?
why did u tell me dat our frendship would never end?
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My house is a circus
My house is a zoo
my brothers are hanging
and act like bamboons
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your eyes
im over it

your smile
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