Waves
There were days when he misbehaves
They say it's just a phase
But the games he plays
Have been going on for decades
Her essays contain their names and the games
She struggles through the waves
That go on for days
Has a hard time trying
To maintain the campaigns
And trying to refrain the male's gaze
It explains how to properly treat gays
Teach them about aids
The upgrade is sustained
And the men never complain
Soon their old ways begin to fade
And combine with the ocean's waves
At the end of the day
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hey loves here is another update and as always I don't want to do my chemistry homework, we have a lab on thursday and I really don't want to do the pre-lab report
~xx hollyandmax
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It's okay to not be okay
PoetryA look inside the messed up brain of a teenage girl who always says "I'm fine" but who isn't lying when they say that two word line? A collection of short poems about many different topics Some of these poems are based on true stories while others...
