Hey guys. this poem is about moving on from grade twelve and having a difficult time of it. it's hard to resist the pull toward the future, but it's hard to let go of the nostalgia and such, too. it needs some work, i know, so have fun with it!1

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I totaly relate to it, and I'm just going into my junior year, but knowing seniors and being friends and then it's like POOF all gone, and I get the whole we're busy thing but it is supposed to be a two way street.

love the word choice and the ending, love love love love it

love it all.

change nothing

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He he isn't wip cute? :P I did like it. Ur metaphores were really cool. wording rocked my world 2! ha ha... I can relate man... year 12... so can't wait 2 leave... but I'm gonna miss it all... he he.... 36 days and COUNTING! *grins* c ya

Ruthie xoxo

Thanks guys!1 wip, you are adorable heehee. it's like, the only poem i've written all summer (i know, shoot me know) so i thought i was kindof a bit rusty. the title seems so obvious, i wasn't sure about it, but then again, how else are ppl gonna know EXACTLY what it's about. thanks again guys!1