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Sabrina Huggins Poem
The cafeteria being as quiet as a library, was as weird as snow on the Fourth of July.
Not only was the cafeteria quiet but still as a desert.
But that didn't last long, like shattered rain showers, on a sunny day.
One scream of "FOOD FIGHT!", started chaos like bombing a war front.
Food was shoot across the room, like paint balls in a paint ball fight.
Food hit students, like heavy water balloons.
But everything ceased, soon as the principal stepped in, like a sergeant in the military.
Punishments were heavy as 3 tons.
And that's the tale of a food fight, severe as a massacre.
This is my first hyperbole.
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Much too often we get consumed in work or whatever is going on. Forgetting to express our
love to our sufficient other. Working late, going in early, is all fine and dandy but you
have to ask yourself where's the quality time? Its like have you ever heard the term
"sleeping in" but sleeping in or going our to dinner doesn't exist in your relationship.
Passion and emotions have run dry, its like they've been sitting out in the sun. Not
knowing how to communicate is tearing your marriage apart. And the "spark" is long gone.
Dying to get it back, you come home early, cook dinner and wait. Wait for him to walk
through the door and see the look on his face. SHOCKED, APPLAUDED, AND SPEECHLESS! The
spark is regained with a kiss and i love you.
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There was an little girl who fell
mom attempted to calm her but she yelled
15 now, professionally singing
her mom calls ringing ringing
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Smile, Smile
Two rows of teeth
Top and bottom sparkling white
A hint of kindness
For everyday interactions
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TomBoy, your reading about one. Most people are confused, so in a way, I'm here to explain
because i truly fit the definition.
Tomboy's are girls, that some call it, "Rough around the edges." We're not your typical,
average girl or woman. Yes, we date guys, can be one of the guys and can hang around the
guys. Most of us play video games, we wear more pants than anything! We defiantly play
sports, football, baseball, soccer, volleyball, ext. When its late at night we
occasionally watch ESPN. However, we do have an feminine touch. Hair is always done, nails
painted, pretty outfits, intelligent like all human beings and 5-star hygiene.
We are unique and different. Not weird and defiantly not unladylike.
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In the deepest veins of my heart
Love and passion
flowing like a river
( My first haiku)
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How do you tell some one you miss them, some people say its simple as 123. But its not.
You want to tell them you miss them and need them but, every time you get close to telling
them you lose your train of thought. You even write a letter but you can't persuade
yourself to give it to that person. You spend your day thinking about them and hurting
because you just can't find a way to tell them. Your scared to tell them you miss them
because its weird and awkward. But at the end of the day, the one you miss the most walks
up to you and says " I missed you!"
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Use to be big as a whale, jail of shopping spree's. Too big to feel confident and have a
high self esteem. The beam of being accepted , broke a long time ago. Lets go back to when
I was small and all was good. Now I'm bigger than a hood of a car. And there you are... a
perfect size five but in my eyes, you look like a size one. Done being this way, i want to
change. So we aim for the best and let the rest fall into place. The race to thin, before
its too late....don't need that last plate. Throwing up what i ate, with regrets of eating
it. Not willing to quite and give in. I want to get rid of this double chin. Getting it
in, all this fat, into one pair of slacks. Acting like I'm okay but today i crack. Every
harsh name i was called is remembered, every piece of food that i touched my fingers form
tears, every sugar filled soda, provides a sniffle. Every ice cream sundae, provides a
throbbing reality check. Will i stand strong or become a wreck?
(Dedicated to every person ever teased for their weight)
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All that we've been through, all you've put me through, you can cry me a river.
All the lies you told and broken promises, you can cry me a river.
All the hanging out late, just cry me a river.
I just don't understand why i put up with all of this, i suppose its due to me loving you.
However, as they say, you don't always have to be with the person you love, especially
when they don't love you back.
So as you cry me this river, think about how far i am up the stream.
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Seems as if soon as things get going great, there's always something on the draw back. And
by draw back I mean, someone negative standing in a dark corner, ready to put you down and
make you cry. A call to break your heart, some who's wondering who's your boyfriend and
harassing you. It makes you feel sick to your stomach and down for the count. But soon as
you let your baby know, he handles everything and things are back peachy. The negative
person failed. Now your slogan is " Hate Us or Love Us!"
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