Literary Girl's Asperations

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Last Day (Of Tenth Grade)

Last day of tenth grade
There’s just an hour left
Faces of those who haven’t stayed
Is the only thing on my mind

I’m thinking to myself:
“What a horrible year”
That was before I met you
Now next year you wont be here

Once again I’m at the point
Of believing life is wrong
What does summer have in store?
In the end will I come out strong?


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