High School bliss
From spring sloppy senior skip days
to jamming june ways
Little time went by, maybe the blink of an eye.
When those people make you realize
and even put up with you when you fantasize.
Forever in my heart they mold,
a space I'm willing to hold.
With them I have no disguise, they're hard to even surprise.
Along we'll learn to grow and mature, together we'll face the future.
so let's make new memories from these days
and find the happiness in everyones ways.
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