Mariecar Mendoza

Picking petals off the rose

It never crossed my mind to go

She loves me not; she loves me so

Now I know how it goes.

You live in a free country

But you’ve got no choice at all

If you could you’d trade with me

But then you’d take my fall

I always eat my words, cause they’re not kind

Sometimes we lose ourselves to gain our mind

This is going to be exciting

And we don’t even have to pretend.

-Seth Kalkman

Construction management junior

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