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 Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 8:03 pm
You can post your poems here!
This is Written by me
The day you left is the day I died
I feel so confinned
My eye's are all dried
From crying and tring to heal
I am in dier need of your touch
By now I am tring to forget you
But when I try
I begin to feel even more lost
The only way to feel close to you
Is when I get an adrenolin rush
Because that's how I always felt when you held me close
And told me that you truly loved me.
I am beginning to loose hope that I will ever see you again
Time is supposed to heal the heart
But I don't belive that anymore
I just hope that this whole will at least stop getting bigger
For if it does I will be truely lost
In the Darkness away from you forever
~Written by neji_girl 3-26-07
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 4:45 pm
look at my profile it has some of my poems on it....yoou could pm me or something if you like it.... 4laugh
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 10:49 am
You can post poems here, right? Perfect! I haved to make one for english today, is our last day and mine won. See we were doing Murder mystery poems I got to murder Mr.Green (the guy that dies). So with out futher a do I will now wright my poem on here ( by the way Brett Olive is not my real name we were given fake names for the poem.)
First off my name is Brett Olive, The
Biggest and baddest student at
Merrill High School.
A wanna be gangster.
They didn't accept me how would they
know my skills? They just met me!
I failed the initiations twice. Every
time they leave me in the dust so I
had to work fast.
So I devised a plan to kill our
beloved principal.
It is so ingenuous ohhh how I amaze
myself sometimes it was so easy.
First I buy the drugs on the street.
At exactly 6:45am I put the drugs in
his coffee. I ask Sam the proud
Chemistry honor student to sell me
some of Mr. Black's test tubes from
the chemistry lab. Yes isn't it sad
even the most trusted honors will do
anything for the right price. I'll
leave them at the scene of the crime.
I'LL LEAVE EVEDICE! I'LL LEAVE THE
TEST TUBES THERE! HE'LL DIE OF DRUGS
(POISON) WHAT OTHER EVEDICE DO YOU
NEED?!? Anyways no matter what,
they'll have to let me in their gang
now. Nothing personal Mr. Green you
are just my way to success now an
forever...
Brett Olive
So what do you think? I know it dosen't seem like a poem. And I know it really isn't that good I think the reason I won was because of the tone of voice I used.
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