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Monday, April 20, 2009

A poem called From the heart


The moment I was looking at your eyes you thought that didn't mean nothing but that came from the heart. When I said I love you. You thought I was pathetic but when I tell you what I really mean you'll know that you can trust me no matter what I say or what I do because it's coming from the heart, my heart. You are the hand I would hold
when I am waiting to accomplish my goal. You are the person I would see when I close my eyes at night.

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Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Angry


ANGRY
By:Rossette
I am Angry.
Leave me alone I’m Angry.
Can’t you see I’m Angry.
Why do you keep asking me.
I told you I’m Angry.
STOP!
I want to be alone because I’m Angry.
How can’t you not see me Angry.
My face tells you that I’m Angry.
Are you going to ask why I’m Angry.
NO! I don’t think so.
You don’t need to know.
I’m Angry because I’m Angry.
Or maybe not.
It’s my job to figure it out not yours.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Soda Love