Thursday, April 7, 2011

As It Comes to An End (5/2007)

As I sit here in class,
I observe my friends,
And look forward to the year
Coming to an end.

It's gonna be sad
To say good-bye.
I'll miss everyone:
I know I'll cry.

I remember the day
When I came back
To be with all my friends
And get on the right track.

We had so many memories:
Some bad, most great.
I'll always remember the love
And erase the hate.

I don't want to say good-bye
To all my friends.
I don't want this year
To come to an end.

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