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When It's Over.....


Time seems to go by so slow,

But it’s really over before we know.

No one thinks about the future.

Because we always take a few detours.

 

Growing up seems so fun.

But then you realize it can’t be undone.

Before you know it, here comes Prom.

A small break from the normal Dram.

 

And then the next celebration,

Which tends to be Graduation.

No one knows quite what to think

Everything has flown by in a blink.

 

You sometimes think back to those days,

When everything was so slow,

But really just a haze.

Where it all went, no one knows.

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SierraDawn2016

I'm 18, currently finishing my Senior year in High School. I'll be going to college to get my Psychology and Criminal Justice degree. I like to draw, write poems, swim, sing, and photography. I'm hoping to also write enough poems to make my own book.

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