This is for my friend that sits right next to me : )
She doesn't have a clue
But as for me, I know whats true
Because I see her everyday
She had her problems but dont we all
No matter the size, big or small
We talk about the things unknown
We havent yet but soon on the phone
Is being blonde a crime today
The reason you wonder why
If feel bad that they hurt themselves
And then they start to cry
She smiles alot and speaks her mind
And has a special job
She writes the paper within our school
Luckily she not a slob
I think she has a heart of gold
At least I think so
And thats the end of my story of
the girl next row
Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-09-21 at 04:26
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The Girl Next Row
I know this girl and some may sayShe doesn't have a clue
But as for me, I know whats true
Because I see her everyday
She had her problems but dont we all
No matter the size, big or small
We talk about the things unknown
We havent yet but soon on the phone
Is being blonde a crime today
The reason you wonder why
If feel bad that they hurt themselves
And then they start to cry
She smiles alot and speaks her mind
And has a special job
She writes the paper within our school
Luckily she not a slob
I think she has a heart of gold
At least I think so
And thats the end of my story of
the girl next row
Poetry by Coolaaron88
Read 535 times
Written on 2006-09-21 at 04:26
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