we'd taken our pictures, arms around each other in our winter coats who'd have known that we'd be at each other's throats? the fighting that we've done, all for one it might as well have been fun and you'll graduate and leave me in the wake of my failure i groan with pain as i feel the emotion overcome me and i feel the heaviness of my heart overall, i think i'll cry when we are forced to part but for now i'll laugh put on a big fake smile every time, every time ill walk a five-minute mile so i hold up my camera our smiles are very fake i know that together these are the last pictures we'll take.Birth sign: Aries
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