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Scores.


Scores are a way of beating you down A B C D F This is not a test. Not a grade. Forget about them. Put up your Shade. Block put the world. Block out there words. Spread your wings and fly like birds
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Ravenclaw13

i love poetry, music, books, and warm tea on rainy days... Anyone with me?! (I also love people who comment on my work ;)D)

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HoneyLemons11
Hello!! If you "Ravenclaw13" you'll like my new account "Echosmith2017" Yeah. Read my first poem. It'll explain everything.

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