November 11, 2008
By Denisse Oceguera, Marietta, GA

With a spirit never broken,
And a pride that stands up strong,
She’ll admit that she messed up,
She’ll admit that she was wrong
Your words seep through her skit
And slam against her heart
Talk and whisper all you want,
You won’t tear her apart
She’s not alone; her friends stand by her side
So stare at her, and bring her down
Remind her of her faults
She’s overcome past struggles,
And survived a broken heart,
You can attack all her defenses and bring her to the floor,
Her spirit won’t be broke
And her pride will still stand strong

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