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This disease can come out of nowhere, and can try to take everything from you. It is understandable to cry and to think about why this had to happen to you.
Do you know? Many months ago, When it was still summer, Sun high and mighty, Flowers in full bloom, The foliage over the hills, Waters fresh in rivulets, Birds still chirping free,
  Zues, the captain of the football team Iris, the prettiest most popular girl, with a smile like a beam. Eros, the charm and spell cast upon them.   
The seasons are all changing, the schedule of the day is rearranging. It's finally time to put the shorts away, and to bring the sweaters out for the cold days.
It was her coffin she carved One of wood and one of stone But it’s the day she died That still lies quite unknown  
I was taught by my parents how to see the world Mama says please when she asks for something and I say please too Mama hides in plain sight and so do 
this in chilling remark, forget the picture, and embark on a change in circumstances, across chasms unboundable by some, unfounded by others, and wanted not for, by those in widst in the midst of nothing left on forest floor unnoticable, in this g
last october english class our gaze meets you smile and turn away this moment, haunting my thoughts for days on end I twist everything I've heard you say  making myself believe you like me
Because you're a monster You try to tear me down When I try to get back up You take my joy When I feel happy You whisper things in my ear When I was vulnerable You destroyed my life
find me again in october let the cold winter windsstart to howlface me again now that it's overand free me from the same days belowtrace my roadmapi've drawn on my skinand remember that 
The butterflies will soon turn to ashes, to just an empty feeling inside, You stare in the mirror. "Take the blade," he whispers. "do it, just one cut. No one's stopping you." One cut, two.
Surrounded by my brothers  And yet I am alone. We grew together, weather storms  And cuddled amongst parched leaves. We are strewn across the fields
Halloween is here We love this holiday my dear Pumpkins are carved, treats are bought, and the decorations are hung All that must be done Is to put a costume on Witches in their pointy hats
When you look out through the window pane,  Your deepest fears run through your brain. Just don't blink your eyes.   A demon with a diabolical grin- The odor of putrescent skin.
It was a fight between peace and war So at the end war won And it grew to be all alone
Sadder than a souless wanderer Is a bodiless soul.  When a wanderer dies 
Naked trees
Just feel the cool breeze blowing gently all around, and listen to the warm-colored leaves scatter gently across the ground    
What I’m Thankful For When asked to speak, I figured, hey! This will be easy. As I began to think of what to say, I grew slightly queasy.
Run in circles like a mouse in a trap. Squeak, squeak: "I’m a victim. Everyone else is a cat  Playing with the end of my tail. " Only the strongest shall avail.
My great great uncle fried potatoes every night for his pet dogs to eat. He was never married.   On rainy days, there is a chill that prickles the hair on my arms and seeps into my bones.
You’ve listened to stories of Hallows Eve a night of scares and sweets The story you haven’t heard (some may think it’s quite absurd)
Only now, the sky so blueClearly shines his radiant hueTo contrast with his crystal hintOrange, red, and golden tint.Bold at first, the branches bareEnvisage bright the weather fair,
Between ice cold lemonade and hot cocoa, I am human, While bundling up due to the breeze, I think thoughts such as these.  
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