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You do not know me,
But you will wish you have
I have grown up freely,
In a world full of judgement
That is thrown at you and me.

Life is what you make of it,
Only you have full control
Your decisions determine,
Where you will end up in life
So, make it good.

Road blocks are not an option,
There are other ways and different routes
Think, think to make a creation or invention,
Never look behind on failure
Failure is never a dependent notion.

My life has been comparable to a Novel,
Each year a new chapter
Amazing changes are happening, look
Loss, love and I am learning
None of these I have foreseen.

The stars will continue to shine,
I sit down with my drink
And then I think the stars would eventually align,
For my thoughts and prayers to be answered
I must believe that my thoughts are alive.

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Their scales cold, yet soft to the touch.

The sound of slithering bodies and crackling leaves.

The taste of the hunt in their eyes.

The smell of power in their chase.

The sight of victory when they finally catch their meal for the day.

This word makes me feel stealthy and fierce,

for this word being the mighty Serpents.

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I am a book worm
I live in different worlds
I fight dragon
cast spells
Fall in Love
I am a princess
I am a knight
I am Elizabeth Bennet
I am Harry Potter.
I get emotionally attached to people who don't exist
I cry when a character dies
I laugh out loud
I get trapped in books for hours and forget about the real world
I am James Bond
I have thousands of lives
I've traveled the world and explored different planets
I've lived in the 19th century
I've been to the future
I am Katniss Everdeen
I've fallen in love with Mr. Darcy
I've partied with Gatsby
I AM A BOOK WORM!
-Samantha Cartagena

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By Sheala Lerch

With fur as grey as the sky during a storm,

My Eevi cat, the little kitty cat, she was born.

Five weeks later she made it in my life,

Little did we know she would cause some strife.

She hates the dog, the poor old hound.

Always waiting to attack without a sound.

When he walks by, expecting to lay down.

She is on the move and it’s with a frown.

Smack! With her paw right in his face,

And the dog still has yet to realize his place.

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A lot can happen

In the city that never

Sleeps. And so he swings.

~Annie Levin

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Jumping off to adventures new,
grabbing my hand holding tight,
seeing things that shine so bright,
Warding fear because they never bite,
looking for a taste of solemn embrace,
climbing the obstacles that we face,
showing always a smile on your face,
ending this day with joy for the next,
when those good times come to us again,
will you be there waiting to grab my hand?

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One summer morning

The sunlight was shining bright

Bees flying around

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I am from My big white fluffy blanket
From my bunkbed and giant sunshine care bear
I am from old
And big with three rooms and a porch
I am from yellow flowers
Whose voice was unlike anything you could imagine
I am from a loft bed and wardrobe
From Ellison and Jenkins
I am from talking too much and speaking to loud
And from being humble
From being a protector to anyone who needs it and/or young children
I am from Christianity
I am from Jessica and Joseph
From baked mac and cheese and Shepherd’s pie
Form a teenage pregnancy
And from going into the marines straight after high school
And the time I almost drowned
I am from those moments when times are rough but you overcome them.

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By: Jacob N. Miller

We are scared,
Seeing the ones close leave.
We run,
From the crazy things we see.
We die,
With not knowing that we did enough.
We are scared,
Death to come.
One way or another,

Little do we know,
If we made a big moment, whether good or bad,
For one final time,
As we see our great days.
We smile and say,
Goodbye.

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There once was a man called Scott
Who at once fell in love with a pot
The world kept spinning
And his hair started thinning
Until the pot fell in love with a knot
- Crystal McCormick

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Hidden behind the shawdows
Shes forgotten her name
running to the shallows
she goes to ease the pain.

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Alone together it’s funny however
It’s cold outside where is the warm toasty weather like fire in the winter
The cat is snoozed on the bed
With little mice dancing in his head
Bundle up warm although it won’t be cold as ice forever
by-kylie smith

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You find yourself in a jet plane

When will it decide to stop the rain?

The view is dreary

It is not cheery.

At last, the sun shines on the lane

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Time ticks by

Bodies around always rewind

When will the madness end?

Sanity is not apparent here

Find the one who ended the lives,

So we may fall back in time

And leave the disaster of Hope Peak High

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Jumping in the puddles with a huge, splash!

Big red rain boots bought with Christmas cash.

Toes were wiggling.

The boots were giggling.

But the rain was over in a flash.

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I'm next to myself right now,
I'm next to myself somehow
This isn't a game
He has my name
I'm next to myself right now.

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A fallen raindrop
the blissful weeping of clouds
for all to know them
Danielle Green

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Its the glutton that feeds upon your glory
It siphons your strength
It stains your story
It deals you demons worse than death
It lichens away your loving breath
(Charles Branigan)

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How can I forget you when you're always on my mind?

How can I not want you when you're all I want inside?

How can I let you go when I can't see us apart?

How can I not love you when you control my heart?

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'And "Home Sweet Home" Began to Play'--Ethan Boudreau

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'And "Home Sweet Home" Began to Play'--Ethan Boudreau

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As this is a ballad, it is rather long; please click the link below to read the poem.

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take the day and leave us the moon carpe noctum and we will seize the night

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A hot summer day, a parade in my heart
As I lay in the shade
May my wishes and I never grow apart
The sound of the ocean breeze sings to me
Today was made of my greatest dreams

T.T-R

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The little fox told to stay,
Watching, waiting for vacant prey.
Too honored to leave,
He slipped away.
Unburdened now, forever free to play.

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There was an old man in a shoe
he ate nothing but pie and cold brew
he cuts him a slice
and eats it real nice
then leaves without further ado
Danielle Green

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One day your here
The next your gone
So glad to spend the time with you
Why didn't it seem so long?
So far away, where I cant reach
To get another peak of that face
That was once loved by so many
Who will never be forgotten to the end of our days
Where we will all meet again and start a brand new day
So far away, So far away
I wish it hadn't end this way
But i will keep you in my heart anyway
And hope to talk to you another day.

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Light fading away,
an explosion of color
lighting up the sky.

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Beautiful, misunderstood and harmonious creatures

Powerful, mystical and loving make the wolf

I am the Wolf Spirit

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Grand mom’s World - yedidiah

A lady of roses.

Who heart is just like pure gold.

Who eyes are so cold.

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house snores peacefully, night wind cries sorrowfully, stars dance in the night.

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In a whole, we come

Questioned for all our actions-

Destiny will be.