Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you
1 comments:
you write reaaaaaaalllllllly well and thats sayin somethin considerin me.never did know.me thinks this scholarship did you good cuz you're turnin into an individual.mayb u alrdy wre bt ill nvr noe...our life doesn't have reruns.lol.
simrit
P.S. happy bday.rly sry dint wish u bt i hv lyk no contact numbr of urs:) 4giv me plz.mwahahaha(mock laughter..nt evn evil..gawd!im srsly bored out of my skull!)
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