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  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    I miss the way Jesse flipped his hair, and how he talked about wrestling. I miss Hunter's goofy smile; and his bright, happy personality. I miss the way Emilee laughed and seeing her ride her horse, Barbie. I miss the way Reed scrunched his nose, trying to keep his glasses ...
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    I can't remember the last time he told me he loved me. But I've told him I love him. And I've never heard him say that he's proud of me. He does smile at me every once in a while. He'll hug me, but not very often. And he makes me feel weak because I show my emot...
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    Some days it seems as though everyone is against me. They try to define my personality, and tell me how I should act. "Take this online quiz, and see what it says about you." They talk about me in school, not realizing I'm right there. Words hurt, you know. They bring m...
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    Things aren't always as they seem. Compare a star to a street lamp: The street lamp is larger, right? Wrong. The street lamp seems larger because it is closer. Now compare your friends to God: Your friends are larger, right? Wrong. Your friends only seem larger because they are clo...
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    My sidekick looks a lot like me- with her big blue eyes, and soft brown hair. But we aren't exactly alike. She is younger than me, by about five years. And her hair is dark brown, mine is more of a golden brown. My sidekick doesn't help save the world, or have any super powers....
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    They don't know what it's like to see your brother's best friend, once so happy and carefree, lying lifeless in a coffin. Or to lay a young boy to rest on what would have been his tenth birthday. They don't know hot it feels to see the parents' sad faces, mourning th...
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    Music is more than just a hobby. It is my passion; my desire. Nothing brings more joy to me than the mellow tone of a trumpet; my fingers pressing its shiny valves. Or the sweet melody of a piano; my hands sweeping over its ivory keys. I like to lose myself in my music; where my worries are ...
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    Every time something happens, the same question pops into my head: What if? What if it never happened? What if I could take it all back? What if I could do it all over again? What if...? I shouldn't let them get to me, but they do anyways. And just when I get rid of them, the questio...
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    Pencil meets paper, an art work is created. Poetry is art....
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    I rode the bus to school that day, and gave the Unthinkable not a thought. To and from classes I went on my way learning what I was being taught. At last, the end of the day was near. All I wanted was just to go home. Little did I know the Unthinkable was near. But in that direction my mind...

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