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Friday, February 6, 2009

This Is A poem I wrote a While Ago

Heart beats fast,

doesnt want to be picked last,

Popularity seeping through,

groups of people stuck together like glue,

Leaving no room for me,

It's like I'm impossible to see,

glee runs through my system as I see her,

she's like me new.I needed to get to know her for sure.

I called her over to me,

and i saw her coming in relief and glee,

realizing she wasnt the only one new,

as soon as i saw her i just knew,

that we would stick together just like glue.

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