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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Sometimes when I close my eyes, I picture myself dancing. It's a strange thought, sense I don't know how. But still, there I am...spinning round and round. The whole world is watching me, eyes set. I am not watching them. Instead I am listening to the pattern of my steps. Tiny drums...
  • Nonfiction > Educator of the Year
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    Throughout a normal high school career teens go through about 24+ teachers. In a seven-hour day of school they see each teacher for about 55 minutes. There are approximately 180 days in an average school year. This means that each student spends about 9,900 hours with every teacher. For some, they s...
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    You, my darling, are the sweetest of thoughts. Though, your words are like poison, taking away my breath. When you kiss me i taste the venom. I know you mean no harm, but you've taken a woman made of stone and melted her in your arms. Everything i used to protect myself from you replaced w...
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    I don't know if the sun truly shines this bright Or if i'm trapped in an illusion. In which, i should be fighting for my life. yet, i simply stand and stare into and undeniable light....
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    glass breaks, rain falls, death grips, fear calls. World shaken by an echoing silence claiming sanity and ever innocent child. When the dust clears, and the rubble dissloves no one will be left to see what was lost....
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    The memories danced like raindrops Lingering in her brain The kind of memories that last… The ones that can never be erase. Taken without permission, taken without a care. She looks down at her feet, her whole being stripped and bare. Away with hope and safety Innocence be gone… She thou...
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    The bell rings. She looks down at her half empty sheet, admiting to the defeat. Hurrying to her class she sits and waits for a laughter which her way aims missing of joy and bliss instead a cruel punishment from within though it mocks her every which way she refuses to sit and decay the be...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    Everyone seems set on deciphering it, placing it neatly with a defintion. What is love? After someone's shown an amazing magic trick there will always be those people who ruin the magical aspect of it and explain the science behind the illusions. Why can't people just leave it as a mystery...

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