The New Cycle

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By Broken Sonnet

Sitting up st night Knowing it wasn't right Wishing I could take it back But things just don't happen like that Having to deal with it for the rest of my life One stupid choice And I made and innocent new life pay the price Tried to take it one step at a time But I guess to him that wasn't fine Rushed and pressured but no one cared Knowing I could've stopped it right then and there With a whisper, a kiss, and a stare in his eyes I knew he had won my most precious prize It's over and through now me and him And now a new cycle must begin

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August 3, 2007 05:18Simply-Me-20104

*tear, tear* ... I care.