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| Now And Then |
| by Linsey Bell |
I wonder about him everyday
But its just a game he likes to play
No one knows what goes through my head
Its even worse when I go to bed
Parents wonder why I dont pass my classes
If they only saw life through my glasses
Everyday I try more and more
But its like my insides getting tore
At first it was just him
But now it seems like all of them
I just wish just one day he could be in my shoes
To sit and watched the choices he choose
It seems like no one understands
Until they thik they have met their one man |
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