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  Pink Ribbon...

  

  By Alantis, connersville, IN

  She wakes up every morning extra early she knows the routine. If she gets up early enough she will be gone before he is even awake. She walks to her closet and looks over her few choices. Finally she decides upon a pink dress her mom bought her last summer. She still remembers that day so clearly th...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  The Teacher...

  

  By Alantis, connersville, IN

  He taught me how to love him He taught me how to give myself to someone completley He taught me how to talk from my soul He taught me to give with everything I have He taught me to never give up He taught me to fight for what I wanted He then taught me fighting doesnt always work He taught m...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Happy...?

  

  By Alantis, connersville, IN

  I use to wake up in the morning and feel the warm sun shineing on my face, but that didnt make me happy. My parents would always tell me good morning and they loved me and everything good parents should, and that didnt make me happy. I got everything I could ever want there was never an...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  One in a million...

  

  By Alantis, connersville, IN

  Alone I lie in bed at night, your the one thing on my mind. Waiting for that call that will never come, that wish that will never come true. No matter the amount of pain you cause; all i want is still you. That will never change, no one could ever take your place. Your one in a million....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Smile....

  

  By Alantis, connersville, IN

  Smile like everything is perfect, like your the happiest girl alive. Pretend it's all okay, pretend you don't feel like screaming and crying all day. When they look at you and if everything is okay just nod your head and say yes. Never let your shield waiver, never let them sense the fear ...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  black tears

  

  By Alantis, connersville, IN

  I wake up every morning and your the first thing on my mind, No matter what I try to do my thoughts always linger back to you, And the fact that you will always be close to my side, yet so far away to touch, The thought of not having you will always bring black tears to my eyes....