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My fears of not passing High School.

Submitted:May 21, 2013    Reads: 10    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

When you know you, you knew right.

Your wrong from the start.

Asking for another chance.

Of corroded art.

Always on another page.

I read book for fun.

Academic athleticism.

Two words together that churned the weather.

12 years gone of wasted life.

Misplaced thoughts I write.

Down on paper but forget.

My mind is not a threat.

Though I wonder just what if.

My life had started to shift.

Around my head. And thoughts I dread.

Because of what she said.

Keegan Steinke


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