You were a girl in small town America,
who dreamed of being a dancer.
But, would we have been friends?
You knew how to shoot a gun,
and were Miss Priest River.
But, were you nice to the weird kids?
You were smart,
always got good grades.
But, did you sneak out with friends?
I know so much about you,
but do I really know you at all?
Friday, March 26, 2010
one teenage girl
Posted by Morgan at 7:40 PM
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