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High School Crush

In honor of my high school crush, I pulled this out of a journal I wrote when I was 16.



Spinning, spinning

round and round

unable to stop

falling, falling

down, down

trying to hold on

Tumbling, tumbling

all the way

no such thing as control

I better get used to it.

I've got a long way to go

 
 
 

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