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Failure

December 8, 2010
By ashleypetit BRONZE, Wallingford, Connecticut
ashleypetit BRONZE, Wallingford, Connecticut
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As the center of a certain man’s pursuit,
I am haunted each and every day.
Others may experience this, but for me
It is a fear that has not yet gone away.

Though I may succeed in escaping him,
He will never escape my mind.
Whether I will stop running or not,
Is in my hands, a choice of mine.

It is just thoughts wasted on a minimal matter
My parents always lie.
The sprinting will continue,
Without a place on this earth to hide.


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on Jan. 10 2011 at 12:02 pm
amandapacheco BRONZE, Wallingford, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
So I put my hands up<br /> They&#039;re playing my song,<br /> And the butterflys fly away<br /> Noddin&#039; my head like yeah<br /> Moving my hips like yeah,<br /> And I got my hands up,<br /> They&#039;re playin my song<br /> I know I&#039;m gonna be ok<br /> Yeah, It&#039;s a party in the USA

OH OKAYYYYYYY! nice work kiddo