"Valedictorian" is a poetry album that presents a captivating narrative about the journey of adolescence, emphasizing the importance of staying true to oneself, finding strength in adversity, and persevering even when everything seems to be falling...
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It was during class that she looked at me strangely, she seemed to be scratching my hair. She wasn't nice to me at all.
I keep asking myself what did I do for her to be like this with me??
Is it because I looked at the prize she seeks?
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Trophy, trophy,that'swhat she seeks, In thesilence, where love speaks.
In a dance of words, in a ring ofstares, The battle unfolds, no one dares.
Trophy, trophy, the prize of desire. A battle where hearts collide.
In the depths of longing, where dreams aspire. love's true essence, is what we require.
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Between whispered secrets andb subtle lies, In the labyrinth of emotions, where one defies.
The truth gets lost, beneath the guise, As love's symphony plays, and hearts arise.
But deep inside, the heart still yearns, for a love that's true, for a love that burns!
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Trophy, trophy, that's what she seeks, In the silence, where love speaks.
In a dance of words, in a ring of stares. The battle unfolds, no one dares.
Trophy, trophy, the prize of desire. A battle where hearts collide.
In the depths of longing, where dreams aspire, But love's true essence, is what we require.
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🏆 🤜🏻 🤛🏻
But in the end,
what truly prevails? A trophy of vanity, orlove's gentle trails?
Between laughter and tears, between sorrow and grace, The truest prize is found in love's embrace.
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Trophy, trophy, that's what she seeks, In the silence, where love speaks. In a dance of words, in a ring of stares, The battle unfolds, no one dares. Trophy, trophy, the prize of desire...
