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I was packing up my room; which means cleaning; and I found this poem. It's about a year old. When me and one of my best friends were fighting. Here ya go :)
Submitted:Jan 29, 2010 Reads: 45 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
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Other writing by StephandBrutusandIzzy A girl who dont know who she is Fifteen is the year! If you only knew (2) Title Less (2) We're losing our friendship Why me? (2)
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