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[franko31]

alright, so i just got home from the 7th grade girls regional game. they lost to peru. boo hoo. yeah, i totally know how they feel? i think. It's so weird knowing that their season is like, over and it seems like ours is just beginning. Once regionals hits me, I don't know what I'm going to do. We have our first Regional game either Monday or

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[anonymous]

I sit in the park where I dwell,For this boy I love so well. He took my heart away from me, Now he wants to set me free. I see a girl on his lap, He says things to her that he never said to me. I ran home to cry on my bed, Not a word to mother was said. Father came home late that night, He looked at me from left to right. He saw me hanging from a rope, I sit in the park where I dwell,For this He took his knife to cut me down. And on my dress a note was found: Dig my grave, Dig it deep.Dig my grave, From head to feet. And on the top put a dove.And remember this,I died for love...

isnt that sad:(... love you cass =).. katie