March 30, 2009
By Jessica Miller BRONZE, Lapeer, Michigan
Jessica Miller BRONZE, Lapeer, Michigan
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Go away
Just leave me here to rot away.
It's not like you needed me anyway.
It's like you wanted to shove me away,
To have me fold into your sway,
Fall into your hypnotic ways,
But I will find peace in the gray.
Following your lead.
your obnoxious ways,
Maybe there will come the day,
that when you set your mind to lay.
You'll have no more sway.

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