Jemima Laing
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TearingA Poem by Jemima LaingAround we go in circles unceasing Whirling through the vast unknown The distance between us ever increasing The gaping gap indeed has grown The .. |
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Pickles R. FruitA Story by Jemima LaingMr. Pickles Ryan Fruit sat down at his desk and leaned his briefcase against the base of the cubicle wall. He sighed and ran his hand through his sh.. |
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The real lunar landingA Story by Jemima LaingThe Lunar Landing. What a controversial subject. There are divided opinions on this matter. There are some who believe that we never made it to the mo.. |
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My dearA Poem by Jemima LaingThey tell me I love you They tell me I care I'm not saying in any way That this is fake and unreal This happiness and joy I care for you, I reall.. |
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The BoxA Poem by Jemima LaingI long for the days of the comforting box when there was no pain no emotions at all Those simple solutions that so comforted others those clic.. |
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Attaining PerfectionA Story by Jemima LaingI walked along the sun-dried road without a care in the world. A vast prairie stretched on for miles in every direction and wa.. |
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Pit of DespairA Poem by Jemima LaingDown, down, down I fall tumbling,tumbling On and on Always spinning Never ending Sinking, Drowning Burning, crying .. |
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Self-pityA Poem by Jemima LaingI think that the title describes it in a nutshell. Teenage angst make for such soppy poetry. |
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LifeA Poem by Jemima LaingI co-authored this poem with a good friend of mine named Devon Shaw. |
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ReminiscingA Poem by Jemima LaingI came up with this in history class. I'm not quite sure how it popped into my head. Definitely not my best. |