Graduating

by CuteCleaver14   Jun 7, 2006


The time to leave is coming,
the thought is oh so numbing.
We thought of this time for years,
and didn\'t realize that there would be tears.
Graduation is coming real fast,
now all we have to think about is the past.
We might not see people for a while,
but we Will walk at least a mile.
We finally get to leave,
and it seems to relieve.
The thought is s scary,
so it seems,
now all I have are these haunting dreams.

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