

All been a dreamAll that has been Was no more than a dream Nothing was what it seemedAll been a dream
This is not a poem of hate, nor love to be But one of understanding, and the harsh reality I have come to see
The hardest part about this poem Is not the rhyming or the structure But how to put my feelings into words, as I sit here at home But in time my writer's block will soon get punctured
It is true when this poem is not of love But love I do Every time I spoke to her, I felt like I was flying in the sky above But no longer can this be true
My love for her was never


GothicaI love her like no other My Sweet little Gothica My love for her will never astir Although my ideal girl is quite different from her A beauty sent from the depths of Exotica Luscious is my Sweet little Gothica Make-up of black and hair to hide her eyes Inciting is this precious Gothica My eternal promise to love Always and forever Only my Sweet little GothicaGothica


For you...Forever in darkness I shall be, these tears you will never see, how I cry for you night after night. The world says no but I say yes, for you I could live through this mess, my love for you could be seen in plain sight.For you...
There’s nothing wrong of our love, its only those who abuse it. The one from above, knows that we can do it I will never give up for you I will always fight, to show my fearsome might.
These words don’t come close to the feeling in my heart, the pain I feel just knowing we are apart. Not a single moment shall be wasted, especially with


ScarsThese scars on my arms that everyone can see These scars on my arms that hold the life of meScars
Each scar holds a story A secret that was never ment to be
Each scar holds a life Hidden away be the tip of the knife
Each time I make a mistake, I cut a little deeper So maybe next time I might learn and get to keep her
These scars on my arms that everyone can see These scars on my arms that hold the life of me


Not 4 SureI see you glance I feel your stare But when I turn There's no one thereNot 4 Sure
I think about you
All the time But I know You'll never really be mine
All those other people
Wishing they were me Wishing they were with you But they just don't see
Every time we talk You're shy and quiet I feel like you're not listening You're just so silent
All I can think is I'm only in 9th grade It's not the end of the world here That's all that I can say I have to tell myself that Every single day
You


Fallen Angelsangels falling to the ground angels falling all around in my eyes, tears start to seep as one dies i start to weepFallen Angels
why must they all die this way? it's our fault i'd have to say
sensless mortals stupid fools do you see your evil tools?
our mouths spill lies our heart are wicked even with myself i'm sickened
purest beings selfless acts buried beneath our sinful stacks
never once deserving death let alone our sins and debt
once they were holy clean and white now they're covered with blood an
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Beauty's only skin deep... Ugliness... Lurks... Beneath.
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Chow!
- April
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It's fun to swear.
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Haha! Got you with a DA snow ball!
It's the start of..... Snow Ball Fight 2005-2006 !!!!
One rule to this game....
You can't hit someone who has already hit you!
Now... go out there and get as many people as you can, before they get you!
I got you first so you can't get me back!
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Rhyming isn't everything
It's the meaning behind the words
Feelings that are put there
By a writter's heart and soul
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Rhyming isn't everything
It's the meaning behind the words
Feelings that are put there
By a writter's heart and soul
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Alone I walk, never to be
I cry for you why cant you see
Bleeding heart, never with glee
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Rhyming isn't everything
It's the meaning behind the words
Feelings that are put there
By a writter's heart and soul
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Rhyming isn't everything
It's the meaning behind the words
Feelings that are put there
By a writter's heart and soul
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