March 26, 2009
By AnnaGrace BRONZE, Cumming, Georgia
AnnaGrace BRONZE, Cumming, Georgia
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The wind will take us all different ways

It moves us so fast we become dazed

Not seeing how we act, think, feel

We don't stop to realize what is real

Sometimes we just want to let it all stop

Because our heart is broken and we have to give some props

To the people who we think have truly messed us up

But really we need to stay strong, just move along

How can this happen, it feels so wrong

But in the end it's all the same

We are truly the ones to blame

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