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| one of my favorite things to do is poetry and song writing because it is a good way to express your emotins and feeling if you are mad write a poem it’s personal and a part of yourself a way to express yourself and how you feel without hurting any feeling but letting your own out because it is not good to keep your emotiions bottled up inside beacuse they build up until you explode and then you can hurt yourself from embarssement and hurt whom ever you are directing all your anger to there is no reason to hurt ,ridicule,minipulate ,or iratate anyone and to make people feel bad becuase all of the hate in the world is too much already and there shouldn’t be any reason to make more the wiegth of the world is heavy but it can be lightened by a pen. | | |
|  Oh man the mustangs lost today they aren't suposed to lose.but oh well there is always next time my brother usaualy runs touch-downs if he did tonight i gues i did not see him but im sure the mustangas will kick some serious ass next time.So yeah this is a peom called sonn enough.
soon enough you will be mine misconsumption will be hard to find the barrier will be hard to brack the love we will have no one can take or misunderstand to seem as a mistake me, and you,you and me can't you see we are ment to be me for you and you for me .soon enough we will see eachother soul and at that time our hearts will intertwine my hearts for the taking and your hearts is mine
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| hello,
yesterday i went to this kick ass party .at first the aprty was a whipe but it got bumpin.me and my friends where being so crazy and dancing around .then i started to flip and so did other people. marisa next door neihbores were looking at me and my friend barbera dancing and then we stared dancing alll hoochie and they just were staring.Then there was drama so what better way to get rid of it than shacking your ass around to make people lauagh it is the cure for everything.then we all went streaking and we didn't get that far b/c marisa's mom caught us but she just and said ok.we need to have more parties because i think everybody needs to do something out of the normal
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| hello this peom is called How long
how long will it take for you to see what could have been between you and me.how long will it take for you to know that im not hear and i let you go.my thoughts have faded of your face breath from the lungs is hard to trace.but im gone now don't you see i could care less if you breath or you bleed. but yet i show pitty for you your sarcasim and arigaints is just you and i know you know how i feel but my love for you has headed for the hills so dissapear away from my face becuase now you are misplaced from my mind body and soul cut the would bleed and behold but while your wound continues to bleed ask yourself how long and you'll get an answer-how long
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