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Mar 2012
You're just a big fish in a little pond
...one of which no one is fond
Soon reality will hit you hard
And run you over
Then, Mr. Big fish,
You'll only be okay-ish

Listen buddy,
You're not all that
Stop walking all over people
Like theyre a doormat
I can't wait to see you in the real world
So frightened
Cowering
Alone
In fear
Of all those sharks
That swim too near
Out here
At the "big boy" pier
elle
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elle
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