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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We're all so beautiful, physical and ignore our souls Twinkle twinkle little star, a star never falls Smile smile and trouble will seems so far Doves fly and toads get stuck in the tar Let's play a competition, it's our mission Solidarity is great, everyone with a shared vision No broken hearts, solid pen for the best mark Science over art, flood your pain, erase this crack Unrequited love, homeworks never left me Solve your problems, sadness for infinity Don't you want to make your family proud? Friendship, romance and happiness all have a code If we are the future, why it seems so hopeless? If we are the saviors, why we are blinded by distress? That girl with the blonde hair had a break up She will bond her brain with some makeup Don't be too sad for her because she's so popular This boy has less than one friend, more than one scar He's sorry than his wrists stained the prom queen's gown Don't worry, she'll go high when he'll be hidden down Aw, a guy has a crush, he's looking at this cheerleader Oi, his eyes moved and a blush, he's jealous of her His burning desire for the quarterback is off track His flame was extinguished with a smack Forget the bullies' jokes, prefer bullseye jocks If a man don't like bras, his mouth is shut with socks In high school, there is idolescents and tiny-agers They are respected descendants or forgotten disasters If we are so beautiful, how we ruined our souls? Blinded blinded tiny stars, shaped in our roles
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