Well, I'm 18. I've been writing since middle school. Lately, it's been difficult. My muse has been on a terrible vacation that's lasted almost all of my highschool career so far. It's driving me nuts. I used to write everyday. Now, you're lucky to get a line out of me. But I'm gonna start trying again, becuase I miss this passion.
Oh pretty ballerina with a bow in your hair
How i envy your movements so graceful and beautiful
How i long for your lean figure and fragile frame
Oh pretty ballerina with a bow in your hair
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There is no such thing as sweet revenge
When people take you're dignity and pride
But admit defeat, you'll be the better man
Because noone has the courage for that ride
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