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Sitting there quietly
well behaved and polite
not like you at all
i remember when
you use to joke and kid around
running, jumping, and doing stupid things...
that was you
now you sit there
like an empty shell
i wish i could bring back
the life i once saw in you eyes
i wish i could bring back
you courageous soul
but it has left and shall not return
and forever shall you sit there quietly
being well behaved
Copyright © Tonya Garcia | Year Posted 2006
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