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There is a beast inside gnawing its way out from within the flesh of a confined soul
On a wet and windy noon, I feel the rain and the pain as I run. Aware that the day will end soon, I return home after great fun.   When nights fall, I sit in my room and fear
Cooking poetry and the words bubble over like soup frothy broth sweeping the sides of the pot
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Out of all that makes me happy, I include scenarios I make in my head. The stories I dream, thinking at night, Laying alone in my bed.   If you haven’t done this, give it a shot,
Wait ‘til you see, What I can do, I’d love to show you, You know I would.   I love to watch, You smile, Without vile, Intentions.   I can’t wait to see your face,
Looking down, over the edge, see the effort you’ve put in and how far you’ve made it. Standing high above the rest Each breeze flushing out stress from the mind Each breathe restores
Glorious sounds slice through my anger and stress. Unbelievable.  In the vibrato of the strings I can hear The musical progressions tug at my heart. It
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Coffees in our hands, smoke in our mouths. The morning is nearly-silent, hoarse mutterings. Chipped teeth on glass bottles, pounding bass. Sticky fumblings, trembling hands. Sweat.
I slurp another slurp I sip another sip You can't pry the cup Away from my grip   Drops drizzle down The side of the cup I stick out my tongue
The Fog rolls over the Water,
The gental rush of  tree tops sway Summer birds have flown away Blue skies have faded grey  The leaves have taken a vibrant jump  Their colors abundant and bright  The nights get shorter 
The sun is hot, the wind is low and soft against your face. The trees are green, their shadows tall and cool in their embrace. The grass is bright, the flowers vivid, and swaying in the breeze.
I have two nieces: Hayden and Anabel, Ages 3.5 years and 17 months, Respectively. As a young woman who grew up in a household of only boys, Living with them is remarkable.
You are an ocean of mystery: inexplainable, inexplicit, infinite I read somewhere that 95% of the ocean is unexplored
I’m not just black I am extraordinary Not your ordinary species that make up man-kind But specially hand-crafted by the Creator, A pure manifestation of his brilliant mind
There's so much to life that you just gotta be happy, Now I'm not just here trying to be all sappy But life is too short to be down So make your day by day goal to never never frown And never say never, ever
These halls will be empty, far sooner than we think.
Ever since you passed away, I haven't gone a day Without wanting ice cream. Three years, ten months, and twenty-eight days, Craving for some dang ice cream.   The peach malt at the Brown County Fair,
I've never seen the stars so bright Among a midnight sky I never thought I'd see the day I told my razors "goodbye"
Some are born listeners,
To give joy to kids is my motivation
As a pessimist, it is difficult for me to write about what and or who uplifts me to achieve a pinch of happiness. I often diet on salads instead of tasting the sweet treats that life has to offer.  
MUSIC...   Loud, Powerful, Moving, Sad, Happy, Inspiring, Passionate, Loving, Tranquil,   MUSIC...   Moves me, Lifts me, Lets me breath,
Cheers to the girl...
What makes me happy, you ask? 
Sundays are the best days; But they can end in the worst ways. However, today im going to shed some light in some dark caves.
I don't think I was ever meant to be beautiful.
High school? I thought it would be cool. Whatever. That fallacy got severed. Along with expected measures, and weathered effort.
the cool breeze  whispers over my skin rustles the leaves above a songbird's call trills  above the chatter of a squirrel playing in its drey. I lay on a fallen tree once a mighty giant
I take a deep breath as I stand in the dark,
Held in place by the light, we die happily, Wise in our time. The solid light suspends us, upends our minds
Feeling the fall breezes go through my body and swirl in my hair are things that swell my heart on a cold autumn day. Getting together with family and friends are what makes the season worth living through.
Music is a escape to me, A way to travel to a different planet while still physically being on Earth A way to release all hidden emotions And a way to forget all of my problems temporarily
We all search for that lighthouse When we're hopeless, in need of direction, it's not there. When you close your eyes and imagine, you can see the light. You find it.
I still remember when I was a child looking up at my mother with fire in my eyes, asking and pleading and begging to put the flames out with the rain puddles outside. I ran, no shoes, no socks, no responsibilities,
A white sheet and lead is only the beginning
Apples galoreCrisp fall airSunshine foreverplays with your hair. Hay mazes andPumpkin patches.Again the world whorls.Your breath catches.
Shameful spirits are surrounding me, who wants to see me fail
Unanticipated jubilance Coming from nowhere Leading off a bridge   When you walk off the edge Don’t dare to look down The ruins the entity of surprise from the ground  
The happiness is hiding inside
We are not made for the aesthetic affinities. Your life is not a helicopter shot from a Planet Earth episode. You are not for the mountaintops and dawns and shooting stars.
But our lives are not the tomorrow they are not the yesterday For, the tomorrow seizes the nerves and twists the stomach the yesterday hangs laboriously about the shoulders No, our lives are today.  
Warm humbling nights after rain,quiet mornings when the day is brand new - 
Education, education education. That' all we ever hear from them. Temptation, temptation, temptation. Cheat. It's the only way you'll win.   What about fun? What about joy?
When I am left with the emptiness in my bedand loneliness consumes my heart,I think of you. I think of all the times we had together.I think of the December nights we spentlaying next to each other
1 and 2 Arm here hip there Hit it hard now Fly through the air   You're taken to another place 3 and 4 Your soul leaves your body You're wanting more  
Now the summer has come and gone. The school year starts like the break of dawn. On the far horizon I see its glow. What lies ahead?  I do not know. I'll find out soon, I have no doubt.
Each line a little story, a demonstration of truth, a living proof of action, tied together by their roots. Grab people and shake them to share their creative minds oppressed by harsh realities 
I'm proud of my team dressed in brown and orange; The city, no, the state that I call my home; The perpetual losing, the continuous booing, all is so close to my heart; While others may laugh at this team on my back;
Senior year’s starting now
When darkness surrounds me, When hateful words weigh down heavily, There is always one thing, That is sure to bring, A smile onto my face. My worries vanish without a trace.
Sometimes my humans yell at me to move,  
Reach for the stars they say but they dont know what its like day by day they play us like pawn in a simple game moving us, directing us in their own way   However thats not how it's going to go
Sometimes, the hardest thing to find in this world is yourself. Who are you  when you have everything is as important as who you are when you have nothing
Early mornings and late nights,
I swim through late night rendezvous  featuring old Christmas music, my nose guiding me towards Coppertone dreams. Coconut lime incense soaks the curves and ripples of my mind when my heart wants to fly
We all attempt to know ourselves. As people, we are born and the process begins. Exploration of body and mind, Blinking eyes and wiggling fingers and toes, We search for answers.
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The Silence Before The Storm, Flip of the coin at midfield. The brotherhood that will form, A machine man can not build. From the first whistles blow, Everyone chanting in the crowd.
I often feel the clouds fog my brain, does that mean my synapses are the suspention wires on the Golden Gate Bridge? Heaven knows.   Makes me feel sick and low and empty, not empy, full,
Let's be happy together! Throw away your worries and run away with me! We can tickle elephants and catch ballons Crash a few weddings and act civilized over tea I wish you'd smile a little
I run into an open sky. I watch the sunset and within the orange and pink horizon I see me. I see myself at just 5 years old walking into a new surrounding. I see my teacher anxiously awaiting 
What makes me smile, you ask? What makes me ooze with felicity? Just as oil attracts oil, Happiness attracts happiness.   When I see the glow of laughter or tears of joy,
I sing a song, a song i sing, sitting on a tire swing   Loving, living, breathing air summer breeze blows in my hair The birds disburse as notes fly away
Soir soir 
I celebrate myself, and sing myself, as you are one of many, I am one of none, I stop to admire, as you already crossed the finish line.
My home is not a house
Sentenced to prison for life, -or how you call it school. Trapped in a box with germy kids, The weather isn't helping as it gets cool. The orb shining from the heavens is just a laugh,
I sing a song, a song i sing, sitting on a tire swing   Loving, living, breathing air summer breeze blows in my hair The birds disburse as notes fly away Laughter echoes, as we sing all day
It's on the news, all of the time That death shall come and seek Where death shall find  
Lactic acid finds its way through me and I welcome it. With each salty drop that falls from my brow I come closer to heaven; more spirit than body. My sternum stretches in all directions, 
When I get up in the mornings  I don't want to die anymore. I don't get up and think that I am ugly. I eat on a regualr basis. I have friends. I wake up and I am happy. I am the person I want to be.
Why should I sit down watching time flow past like a river filled with melancholy reminders when I can be standing singing dancing to the rhthymn of a thousand voices a hundred drums
Not the common joys of laughter and hobbies but the impossible.   Certainty. Certainty brings me joy. Knowing that I will be secure that I will succeed that I can make it into college
Oh Doctor, my Doctor                                                                                                                 grinning infectiouslybrown pinstriped suit, brown hair, brown eyes
Grass that grows up to my knees, The sounds of soft fluttering leaves in the trees, I lay my head on soft pillows in bed at night, Watching out of my window the distant stars that shine so bright.  
Volunteer One word 9 L e t t e r s Unlimited Potential. It's not about the praise It's not about yourself It's about how one little act can change someone's life F O R E V E R
Who am I?
    I go to school on the corner of Chrenshaw and Slauson But that does not define who I am I am a scholar Withe the power to be me And proving that to others is what makes me happy
Endless amounts of Summer heat; Beating onto my pale skin. Salty sweat droplets race down my arms; Now, Bikini's are in.   I devour ripe mangos with sweets that cascade into my yearning mouth.
Sometimes happiness isn’t New York City. Maybe happiness is potato soup and turkey sandwiches.
Here we are in the best four years of our life, We stared this jorney in a new world, it became urworld, and soon we will have to leave this world. Sometimes between exams and friends the world beats us down,
Ode to a University, To these dreams and thoughts recurring. That through the knowlege gained we might become enlightened. We might gain aspiration and exignece,
Scholl Started but what does that mean? The fun is gone? No it is still here I can now see my friends all together  It is such a great feeling to be reuinted with the ones you care about
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I'm glad I finally came out of my nest I found my boyfriend who is the best My love for him is very strong I hope our love stays forever long Through this journey of life known as a test  
You make me laugh and piss me off at the same time.
Am I wrong for being different, unlike the typical boys? The ones who sag their pants to the floor, as I look around it feel like I am unsure
I put him up in the sky
Summer has said its goodbye long ago. Students rushing to get their school supplies.
Pineapple Express he is my love They softened their frozen words for No one Trapped in angel white curtains and High  income  taxes but Delicate does not lie.   I want to drink from the fire
My name is Jacob and I’d like some money;
Friday Such despair I feel throughout the week,
a sea of little people  congegrated on the scalding blacktop
The sound of waves to an alarm clock The feel of sand to a wooden pencil
I can see it now: we’re in traffic, in the left lane because driving fast with the windows down is your favorite thing (you like watching my hair become a tangled disaster in the loud wind),
Find yourself exploring   Less bags and more outdoors   See the setting sun Hear the chirping birds Smell the sea salted ocean water Taste the fresh air Touch the slimy catch of the day
Fingers poised and ready, Time to keep them steady. Don't worry about your dress, Now take a steady breath.   One, two, three fingers start, Two more join in, creating an art. Music is flowing,
What is it to gaze at the majesty in the sky? What is it to marvel at the beauty in creation? To peer and bore is simply trivial. One most feel each blade of grass. Crawl into
I am stuck in a four wall room, Hoping not to end up all gloom, Like rats we fight for the top, Only to fall and drop, Soon I'll end up under a tomb
You only hear ambience But I hear music. The air swirls around me The world breathes to the beat of my heart, A constant, pulsating light: Strings, percussion, and a choir of Earth's creatures.
Memories are what stitch us together, Allowing us to smile through anything. Those old conversations, The long laughs we shared, Crazy adventures we courageously became part of.
I love music, and nature, and flowers, and suchI love helping some students with homework and stuff
it appears egon schiele loves women as much as i do. but he could never properly convey the curvature of your hips, the pink pout of your lips.  
Whew! I got to catch a breath got to keep going got to keep buzzing Show the opposition what kind of matter I’m made of. And I will keep buzzing and blazing bright no matter if we are Down below or way up high.
What is it that gets me going? Get the blood rushing and my brain flowing Imagination running superspeed  Many ideas formulating future a masterpiece Inspired much by nature and others but it is I that will lead
The greatest thing, I have ever seen Is you staring back at me.  The sweetest music,
Oh my gosh, is it really here? I can't believe it's my senior year. Although there is plenty reason to fear, I can only begin to cheer.  The rest of my life will soon be beginning
Summer is over but not all fun is goneits time to start art projects and get them done!thinking outside of the boxits almost a way of getting H
This last year of highschool time, the best friends i've met in all my life line   On this graduation day on this last cheer, we will laugh and have fun until the sun sets here  
It's weird. Being in a world so differenet from what your are used to.
I sit alone Staring at a blank canvas The power to create anything overwhelms
A cold-front swooped in in the night, it brought back nostalgia and I didn't bother wearing a jacket that day. The wind on my skin, Autumn in San Antonio crawling back to me and I knew this feeling was everything.
A new year, a new day. A different hour, a different moment. Each day, I still wake up to beautiful little people that make me smile. Being able to inspire and teach them what life is about,
Once upon a time... Goes those damned nursery rhymes.
towards the ground. painless frown. Towards the Sun. Contagious Jubilation.
A lavender sky Shadows caressing the clouds and millions of laughing stars The vivacious sun ignores the moon's protests and takes her into his arms I lay, entranced by the wonder around me
The sun after a rainy day
Music is the melody to my soul It helps me stay in control Oh the bright sun takes a toll  The night sky is my song Yet it is not so long I love to write and think  It makes my heart sync
Bang, Pow, Wham Limbs hitting punching bags at all different angles. Rainbow colored belts are everywhere.
In the not so distant future
One day you are going to wake up and notice that you should've tried. You are worth the fight. Stop the Negative as well as start the positive. Vast things happen when you distance yourself from the negative.
The homeless seem mistreated And neglected I went undercover to see what people would think of me living on the streets Minute after minute I would hold my cup up high asking for spare change
when I am feeling down, but not feeling music I get my radio then I tune it,  I throw my hands in the air and wave like I just dont really care.
He tells me i'm beautiful, makes me blush bright red. He tells me i'm funny, and thats enough said. He tells me i'm smart, and that i have a way with words. He tells me he loves me, and when he says that i hear birds.
He looks at me with a face of bitterness and resentment
I've been called strange And maybe deranged Because my views on school aren’t the same When August rolls around-  I cheer! Hip-hip-hooray for the new school year! Oh, no, you too?
She can make cry and feel pain, remember the past and forgetting today
Let me step in someone else's shoes to be Alice for the time I'll have all kinds of new friends and shrink smaller than a dime
If I would have cried and begged you to stay in your arms, would you have kept me? would you have let me be? was it easier to turn your back on me? who were you truely setting free? you or me?
I may be the loneliest person in the world; Maybe I identify more with the dead than the living.
Four score and seven years ago This blasted class began. I have a dream that One day the learning will end. I dream of a different world, One conceived in liberty-- Or at least freedom from homework!
Sterling Klein 09/09/2014   Forever Unknown     Though the years keep passing, Time doesn't slow down It keeps moving without me. And I am fearing that What I see
Who knows what this new year holds before me...It can be adventures or maybe even my own destiny.
A guy who is afraid to express his opinion But has quite a clear vision How can he overcome this hinderance  Without seeming a bit insolent One day the answer will be found But for now he sits tied and bound
I anxiously await the day My novel is confirmed to play To invade your minds With my tantalizing words For my characters to wound To uplift, to hurt. For the hours I've spent In silence to toil
Jersey #
It's not enough anymore just to work hard, when there's a million others out there going more than the full 9 yards, Walking unrecognized in the direction of the masses,
My person behind the curtain is rarely seen, not many have seen the real me. I choose what i show to others, the person behind the curtain is torn. Tattered and tired. The person behind the perfectionist
I met her, eyes closed, heart still. No beat.
It's a careful process romantic even, when you pull off the wrapper of a Crispy Chicken Asiago Ranch Sandwich from the Wendy's Dollar Menu
For them It is a he, a him For me, She is Everything That i wish I could be   Her passion riveting and delightful her empathy
Being a military kid can be a real drag sometimes. You move more than the average teen. Last year I moved to and went to public school.
She is what struck my heart in the first place. She knows how to make me laugh and smile. She knows the cure for my sadness. She is all I need to uplift me in my time of need.
Math is not easy It makes me queasy The kids in my class quickly fix that Sitting in the middle of all these guys It is hard not to disguise the laughter in my eyes They crack jokes back and forth
Magnificant form of Art, not to be Knocked on. Exciting beauty in Unthinkable hues. Paramount in my interestes.
To the love in my life, mi cultura querida: You feel like Latin soul, Baby let that music play,
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