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O, pencil,
I love how helpful you are,
When I pick you up,
I feel inspired,
I couldn't go through,
a single day without you.

O, pencil,

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There once was a girl named Jenny,
She found a lucky penny,
It was under her bed,
and it was on heads,
but it seemed unlucky to many.

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When it rains,
the air smells cleaner,
and fresher.
The rain drops fall quickly,
hitting the ground,
like fast beating drums.
I taste,
fresh,
clean,
cool water.
I feel the rain drops,
slowly roll down my skin
as I watch the rain drops,
race to the ground.
It pounds and knocks,
on the window.
It cleans the air,
making it clean and fresh.
Plop,
Plop,
Plop,
onto the ground

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Hate has evil in its eyes,
brings negativity wherever he goes,
He waits for the right moment,
and when that moment comes,
BAM
He jumps out of nowhere,
he grabs you,
and pulls you into darkness.
You can run,
but he'll always catch you.
He is the reason there's no peace.
He makes us fight,
so he doesn't have to.
He winds us up,
to watch us go.
it is his mission,
to bring people down,
so beware of his mighty grasp.

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I slowly,
cautiously,
inch my way up the,
tall,
concrete stairs.
I set my foot,
on the top step.
my legs,
wobbling like jello.
I fought the strong urge,
to walk down.
Suddenly,
it was my turn.
I couldn’t run down the stairs,
crowds of people,
waiting to go,
my best option,
go
down
The slide.
I stepped into the,
small,
orange capsule.
I felt my heart rate speed up,
and adrenaline,
going through my veins.
Directly below,
a thick,
plastic,
trap door.
The only thing preventing me,
from plummeting down,
I crossed my arms and legs,
closed my eyes,
a voice,
counted down from three,
and,
BAM!!!
The floor opened beneath my feet,
I zoomed down,

My heart,
beating out of my chest,
freezing, cold water,
splashed onto my face,
my life flashed before my eyes,
I zoomed down,

for what seemed like HOURS.
It was all over,
I stepped out,
soaking wet,
that was the longest,
two seconds,
of my life.

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I stare at my blank page,
I pick up my pencil,
bring it towards the paper,
until they stare at each other,
face to face,
my hands trembling,
my blank page,
yelling,
SCREAMING at me,
to put something on it ,
eager to feel the tip of my pencil.
I'm ready to write
but I have nothing TO write,
no joy,
no fear,
no sadness,
or anger.
My mind as blank as my page,
nothing,
nothing at all.
FINALLY,
an idea!
Something,
in my mind of nothingness.
I search for the right words,
to put on my paper,
but they're trapped in my mind
like a prisoner in a cell,
a bird in a cage,
trapped,
with no escape.
Then
I've suddenly got it!
My eyes light up,
and I begin to write,
my page satisfied,
and I have FINALLY'
won the battle,
of the blank page.

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Water flows beneath,
I throw out my fishing line,
As I smile with joy.

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My name is Dominique,
it is an uncommon name,
usually misspelled,
or pronounced incorrectly,
like Dominic or Dominee!
My name is like a shadow,
that quietly stands over me,
watching my every move.
A name given to me from my dad,
and I HATE IT!
No matter where I go,
no matter waht I do,
it follows me EVERYWHERE!
It grabs me and doesn't let go.
My name is a black hole,
I get sucked in,
and can't escape it.
My name is like life,
for it has no TRUE meaning.
I could've had a better,
more simple name,
but I'm stuck with Dominique.