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She feels free as a bird.
I feel lost and unheard.

She swings, she sways.
I stand, I stay.

She wants to be heard so she sings her song.
I wait for the right moment, just a moment to long.




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Funguy said...
Jul. 5, 2011 at 6:58 pm:
Yea I agree, great job. It is very well ryhmmed...
 
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Zizinha said...
Jul. 5, 2011 at 6:56 pm:
this is amazing!! Keep up yhr great writing
 
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