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Okay back in like 9th and 10th grade some of 11 i was always writing poems in my free time. And senior year i took a creative writing class and took a bunch in there.

But i was sitting in criminal justice class bored as hell and i started to mess aorund again.

Heres what i wrote, its a cheesy poem pretty much

Before you hit the ground
Look around
take not of all the sites and sounds
Is this how you thought it would be?
When you leave
did you think of them
did you think of me
was it all on a him
could you even see?
Let me know when you know
cause u know im next
like always blow to blow
at each other necks.
trying to piece his 2 and 2 together