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Dec 2013
Water dripping down the wall
chair is tipping, I might fall
water dripping on my head
how I wish that I was dead

Clock is ticking way too slow
Can't be 1 o clock I know
Clock is lulling me to sleep
Time so slow I'd like to weep

Flip through my book page by page
I'm sure reading's all the rage
Flipping pages, nothing new
Must be something else to do

I've been here a thousand years
Drowning in my own shed tears
How long I've been in this room
Sitting, drowning in the gloom.

How I wish that I was out
Roaming, running all about
I wish I could change the world
Someday my flag will be unfurled.
Cailey Weaver
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Cailey Weaver  22/F/Florida
(22/F/Florida)   
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