Am I just a nother girl that doesn't know her place?
I don't really want to hide, don't want to show my face.
I Watch you go round and round trying to win your race.
I am terrified that this is how I'll spend my days.
- Authors: Bjoy
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- Finished: February 16th, 2016 19:30
- Limit: 4 stanzas
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- Category: Reflection
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