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Gone far
Drifting away
Crying on one’s shoulder.
The tears touching the floor indoors.
Far gone.
Holding
Back our sad tears.
Moving onto a new
Adventure to discover new
Things. Gone.
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An empty space,
In my life,
Gone,
For as long as I live.
Tears running down,
Flowers all around,
For an occasion,
I will never forget.
The suffering look,
He once had,
Is now gone,
Because he’s in a better place.
Heads on one’s shoulder.
Eyes red from sobbing.
In remembrance,
Of my Uncle Phil.
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Greyson Frankfurter Finch,
Was a lonely man,
Who had an obsession,
With doorbells.
One day,
He went to,
The doctors,
To find out whats wrong.
He got a letter,
One day,
He read it,
And knew something was wrong.
The doctor,
Had wrote,
You need,
Help.
Greyson walked,
Without his,
Purple suit,
Wandering.
Goes,
Wacko,
On someone,
He doesn't know.
Runs back home,
Leaves a note on,
His neighbors door,
And goes home.
Steps on,
A stool,
Jumps,
And commits suicide.
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Goose bumps rise upon my back as I walk.
Exiting the world I once knew, leaving.
I need to open my mouth and talk.
Trying to start something new by achieving.
Oh, how sad to see them all leave and go.
Holding one another in their arms.
Now it is our time to live and grow.
Always holding on to our good luck charm.
Like a bird flying away from its nest.
Looking for a new home to land in.
You will go east and I will go west.
Going to a new place to start, begin.
When I look up I see their green gowns,
And the tears from their faces’ run down.
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He stomps down the path!
Oh how I feel his wrath!
He screams at me!
I'm about to pee!
He shoves me down a hole!
Oh how he dances on the telephone pole!
Flirts with every girl he sees!
Please Badaway, don't touch me!
He is the bully of high school!
How he thinks he is soooo cool!
He weighs two o' eight.
Oh how he used me for his manly bait!
I hate him, don't you see!
Why won't anyone listen to me?!?!
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My lover
You’re my one
Love is such a strong word to say
Over and over again I hear it
Very much they always say
Everyone has a love in their lifetime
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The night to remember of this elegant night.
The music, the noise, the sound.
Oh, what a wonderful sight.
Oh, look at what I found.
Today everyone is dressed up.
The guys look so handsome and great.
Toasting with our champagne cup.
Eating off a circular plate.
Everyone is up and dancing.
Arms in one place, feet tapping the floor.
Turning my head toward the dance floor, just glancing.
Teachers pushing the parents out the door.
Viewing the slide show,
Oh, how sad.
It is our time to go,
What a great time we had.
Leaving the banquet hall.
Trying to forget.
Hoping tears won’t fall,
Because we are all upset.
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She thinks she's a jewel.
she ain't so cool.
she brags all the time.
i dont want to hear her whine.
she lives in a house.
she is as scary as a mouse.
oh people don't you see!
her pimple face is scaring me!
i was walking down the street
to a little beat
she came up to me,
and i was just about to pee
she is so frightening
i hope she gets struck by lighting!
she is gods girl
i think im gunna hurl!
please, get me out of this trap!
i cant take anymore of this crap!
she is suffacating me!
not as exciting as it seems!
i hate whiny girls as much as you
this friendship isnt new!
im so tired of her face!
just spray it with mace!
thats the end of my song.
hoped yall sang along!
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Can you tell them,
I love them.
When I leave,
Make sure you remember me.
Holding tight to my hand,
Your eyes water out tears of sadness.
My heart starts to pound,
I don’t make another sound.
When I leave,
Make sure you,
Grab my hand,
and say a pray for me.
Don’t you tell me,
Not to leave you,
But its my time,
To move on.
I’ll be here,
Watching you,
And waiting,
For you to see me one day.
Can you tell them,
I will miss them.
If they miss me,
Tell them to look up.
I will hear them,
Calling my name,
I will come down from heaven,
To be with them once more.
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You,
Are the one,
For,
Me.
You,
Make,
Me,
Smile.
You,
Make,
Me feel,
Different.
You,
Are the person,
That will,
Carry,
Me to new heights.
You,
Are,
The other piece,
To my heart.
You,
Are the person,
That I will love,
Forever.
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