Sheesh, you have a gift! I can hear your voice so clearly in your poems! And once again I relate to your writing. I had this happen to me too. Except it was in 6th grade. It took a long time of crying (how pathetic) and LOTS of thinking to get rid of the all the mucky feelings. I'll never hang out with a cheerleader AGAIN! DOWN WITH PREPS!! MUHAHAHA! ahem: nah, I'm just kidding...kinda...

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Lil_Yasha