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Oct 2012
Why is it when I am finally soaring above the clouds, someones gun shoots me down.
Why can't we all just stopp bullying?
I'm sick and tired of it.
Why is it, whenever I feel good about myself you people bring me down......can I not be happy?
Or will that destroy your world?
Why
Oh
Why is everything so wrong
Yesterday it felt so right, I was flying above the clouds
You shot me down.........
Written by
Grace
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