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Senior Year


Disney Channel, DS Games,

Nothing will ever be the same.

Double dutch, park swings,

I'm just getting the hang of things.

 

Math was easy, now it's hard.

I can drive down the boulevard.

Chemistry explodes, work begins to grow.

I have to pratice for the guitar show.

 

Life long friends grow apart.

High school is a work of art.

Cliques and Squads form once more.

I'm on another college tour.

 

One more year till we part ways.

High school was a 4 year daze.

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