Meeting at highschool,
well, knowing at highschool.
Slowly a freindship,
then a crush,
soon a love.
Not met happily,
but stomped upon,
spit at,
worse yet, disregarded.
And I talk of him,
as he talks of her,
and she just talks...
Please tell me what you think
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so many girls can relate to this poem!!! High school was just like this for me so many times...i loved your last 3 lines...especially the last one...it made me laugh out loud. I can see the picture in my head...its perfect...
watch out for your typo in line 3...and line two is unclear...but other than that great write! -
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thank you. im glad you liked it. i know my grammer and sentence structures are never good. i learned to write how i talk, and my grammer really does suck.
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