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Adam H

New member
She walked through the halls
Every day at school
Head bent low
Speaking to no one
Desperately wanting the approval
Of the crowd she thought cool
To be one of the ones
In that golden limelight
That seemed to shine on them
Like a spotlight from God
She finally got in
She went to party with them
To get drunk and stoned
To feel what it was like
To be one of them
She realized though
As she lifted the bottle
She didn't need them
Said fuck them
And left.
 
Little was known who in the hallway did roam
She needed an friend, or could this be the end
So she drank what was there, whatever they all would share
But what came in the end was she still hadn't a friend
 
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