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the worst storm of all |
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abusive |
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the ride of my life |
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she wants you. |
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a little prayer. |
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the girl who had to die. |
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laughter. |
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accomplishments |
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a dozen roses. |
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those damed temptations |
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carpe diem |
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all smiles. |
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the way i feel |
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the park. |
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I want. |
How she flunked out of school
It's almost three am, and her mind still wont sleep.
All her thoughts running rampid, and searing deep.
For nine am, she must be awake.
She has school in the morning, that is crutial to take.
Her eyes are bloodshot, and they kinda sting.
Her words come out as yawns, not comprehendable things.
She should be asleep, her body tells her to be.
But her gosh darn mind, has other plans she can see.
It tells her to dwell, and to think some more.
Before she shuts off her brain, and lets her mouth snore.
Four am, and five go by.
Still thinking now, and shes not sure why.
Her arms sink deeper, into her chair.
And her vision gets hazed, she's no longer aware.
That she's fallen asleep, sitting at her computer.
Nine am rolls by, and she's still sleeping beside her.
She missed the first bell, and the second one too.
She wakes up at one pm, not quite sure what to do.
No point in getting dressed, and going to school now.
So she sat with her thoughts, repeat this everyday and that's exactly how.


