The End
My high school life is coming to an end
I hear people say "it's over, we are graduating soon"
,and I will agree after high school we will part our different ways
,but our memories will be intact in the walls like a puzzle
that connects us all.
We are all connected and will be rooted back to this
Place, but till then I will say my goodbyes with a smile on my face,
its a chapter in my life that will be closed and never to be
opened, it's time to move on.
Then the cycle begins all over again
Meet new people, share laughs ,fight, argue, love
,share memories, tell jokes .
As time passes by we forget about old friends and the puzzle pieces that
were once put together on the wall come crumbling down
You are reminded of old friends and wondered,
what has happened to them?
Till the day we meet again in our high school reunion
Will all the puzzle pieces that once fell down, come
back to place
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