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Savannah Cook Poem
i study a pretty at a face
soon there will be no trace
a color here
another there
what a what a disastrous ace
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the sound of laughter
that fills the air
of people in line
girls fluff and prim
and freak at the zit
the just now notice
guys practice there smile
flrt with girls
hang out with ther crew
the peope taking the pictures
have seen it all
they say one word
"next"
but as i wach all this go on
i think about what are they going to be at the end of the school
when everone is saying there goodbuys and laugh at the past
will i get to see the end and whach it happen right infront of me
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From my years of living
I figured out two kinds of pain
One is physical
it only last a while
The second is emotional
it last forever
I have experianced both
they are hell
But if I had to chose the worst
It would be the emotional pain
Because you never get over it
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i walk i talk i move and dance,
i sing i scream but in a trance.
feels like i am being pushed into a wall
then forced back out bear sole to all.
someday's i feel like i'm nearly there
and on those days they're had to bear.
and most of the time i think it would be no harm
if i just go and be me
but then those days turned to weeks
and i feel like a wanted freak
and on that tune i bid farewell
to all those people who made my cry
and those who pointed and laughed
i hope your happy where your at.
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if you look at a picture what do you see
a bear
a lion
a screw
if you look at a sculptuer what do you see
a scarf in the wind
a naked lady
a brain or two
all this art i see around me is someting
that i interpret in my mind
comes out out as a lovely thing of my heart
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what is love
it is nether happiness
or sadness
closeness
or alone
it love could be to anything or anyone
it could be peanut butter
or you spouse
it could be jonnie
the Jim
then back to jonnie
it could be everything
or nothing
but no matter what it is
love will always be there
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can you see it
smell it
or even taste it
hear it
chase it
or want to go near it
the thing i just described is your imagination
it is impossible to describe yet it is wonderful
it can be so many things
in a little kids mind its one thing
in a beginner it is their first masterpiece
and in a old man it is the works of a genius
but to me the observer it is everything under the sun
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