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Best Poems Written by Caitlin Dwinnell

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Why Decide

Decissions, Decissions
Time is running out,
Yes or No
wrong or right
up or down
black or white,
white or black,
white is day,
why is nothing what they say,


well things they are a changing,
and now they’re in the past,
you never could know never would guess how long these things will last,
make memories while you have the chance,
and your friends will last forever,
you’ll have your sunny happy days,
and you’ll sit through your bad weather,

alll these decisions,
time is running out,

the clock is ticking,
time to decide,
what’s your life about?

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The Rainbow

A rainbow weaves throughout the sky,
People watch its glory,
They stop to see its show,
It tells a wondrous story,

It tells about the colors, 
Reflecting in our souls,
The sky of blue and grass of green,
Are the things that make us whole,

The rainbow tells a story,
It stands triumphant in the sky,
Being watched by many,
Reflecting in our eyes

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The Lion's Tale

Hear the Lion roar above the rapids

Hear that Lion roar;

But what if this Lion would roar no more?

And nothing was left for him to roar for.

His home is gone; His land been taken; His children ran; His life forsaken;

And though the Lion may roar above the rapids; That will be the last we’ll see

For if you can not be happy then why bother being free?

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Death, Has Lived

Death,

Death to the soul,

Till Death do us part,

In Death we are whole.

Life,

Lively and spry,

Living a dream,

Life is my high.

Love,

Hearts Love and Hearts break,

Always together,

Always in faith,

Dream,

Reach for the stars,

You can jump to the moon,

You can stride across mars,

Death,

Death to the soul,

Live, Love, and Dream,

For death makes us whole.

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Mirror Me

What lies behind the mirror,

What hides within the clouds,

Who protects my mirror,

Who takes shelter  in the crowds,

I protect my mirror,

Hide it from view,

For lying behind your mirror,

Is another side of you,

Some days you’ll be happy,

And others you’ll be sad,

Your eyes will cry your heart will bleed,

But yet you’ll still be glad,

Your loss will fade away,

For you’ll gain something new,

But once you lose yourself,

Then there’s nothing left of you,

With everything I do,

And every sight I’ll see,

I protect my mirror,

Because it shelters me.

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The Puzzle Slayer

Do not assume that I am clueless,
To the puzzles you create,
It's reckless,
It's Helpless,
Some sort of temptress,
Who wants me to create a demon,
But I am better than you,
I know when I am being clawed at by the devil,
And I am quite good at solving puzzles,
All it takes is a little confidence,
A little brain,
A little smile,
And the temptress is slain,
Do not assume that I am clueless,
You solved the puzzle on my own,

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Peter the Great

Peter is a knight,
Of a light that never shines,
His heart and soul,
Project a goal,
That has no match with rhymes

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Behind a Lie

What if behind every lie was a truth,
And within every fear was a fight,
if every sweet little bird was a soldier,
And everyday waited for night,
What if thunder storms waited for sunshine,
And all the elderly pittied there youth,
What if heroes yearned they were villains,
And behind,
Every lie,
Was a truth.

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Twas the Night Before Thomas

Twas the night before Christmas 
Twas the night of his birth
But the little boy Thomas 
Was growing much worse

Thomas was sick, and he was not getting better
This sweet little boy 
The doctors together
Had brought him one toy

A round little bear
With a smile so bright
It made Thomas not care
He was dying that night

He and the bear snuggled and smiled
The bear and Thomas
What a beautiful child
Twas the night before Christmas

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Sceptesism

Open the door of opportunities;

Take a peek inside;

My door, though it has secrets, really has nothing to hide;

And though you may be sceptical;

Who are you to judge?

I mean really, look at yourself! I see a little pudge!

Take the chance and seek the thrill;

Or stay cooped up inside…..

But really, though you may see shadows, there is nothing here to hide.