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Untitled
So call your names And laugh at me Because the willing can learn But the blind can't see.
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Downhill
I can't comprehend The things I have And haven't Done And why I Did or Didn't do them
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Do You?
Do you ever smile When you think of me? And does "Hello Mean you love me too?
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Dad
Sometimes I fear I'll never be good enough To please you Or anyone for that matter So what am I supposed to do, Dad?
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5 Years and One Right Turn
Five years. I told myself that couldn't be accurate, but alas it was. I looked down at the folded piece of paper that held the invitation to my fifth high school reunion and sighed. High school, what a time. There's no real way to describe the ups and downs of my high school years. Do you want to know why? Because there are no ups, only downs, and I prefer not to think about them. So that meant that I definitely shouldn't go. Why on earth would I want to bring back all those memories when I'd just spent five years trying to repress them? I was pretty sure I'd have plans on the day of the reunion anyway. Just out of curiosity, I went over to check the calendar stapled to my apartment wall. April 30th was blank. Damn
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