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Road to Recovery (Free verse) by thepinkbunnyofdoom
circles, circles, run round
fall down, land on my pride
stings but iâm fine
leave me alone
so what if iâm got a cut and a scrape
itâs only here and there
iâll take care of it myself
i donât need your sympathy
your words can only bring more pain
iâll recover or iâll die
both a sight that you donât need to see
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Arithmetic Mean: 6.851852
Weighted score: 6.847273
Overall Rank: 321
Posted: April 9, 2003 3:45 PM PDT; Last modified: April 9, 2003 4:14 PM PDT
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