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Is it not the smilethat lights up the world?The chill of fresh airthat makes that smile?The morning dewthat forms the chill?The silent nightthat lays ..
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I walk the streets with nobody to hold my handor lay on my shoulderThe patter of gentle raincreates marks or wetness on my clothesthe rags are soon so..
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1.) My favorite color is green.2.) My favorite number is three.3.) My closest friends call me Dell but that's not my name.4.) I'm quiet except when I'..
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You may know this feeling well, I definitely crave this feeling.
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Even the
hottest of fires won’t make me warm this winter. Without you sitting beside me,
I can’t breathe. I said I could make it, life..
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I swim through murky water,and grab hold of a yellow rope.I ascend the rock, I'm terrified.I stand at the top,letting people pass by.Cousin's nagging ..
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Erroron this websitewon't let me postone particular poemmaddejectedupset
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It was a quiet day in the middle of December. The
students of Lincoln High were anxious for the time, in three weeks, when
school would finally ge..
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"Are you saying it can't be true?" Michelle sobbed, her face turned away."Scene!" Her drama teacher, Mr. Lowski shouted. "Great job Michelle."She smil..
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Brenda's red Kia Soul pulled up in front of Rawk Middle School. As her younger sister, Maria, opened the door, sweet classical music drifted out into ..
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