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Laurie Fisher
Laurie Fisher
Oct 8, 2011

I heard that he was insane
That his feelings were uncontrollable
I heard he committed suicide
It sounds so incredibly horrible
I heard he was seeing a shrink
I heard he thought he was fine
I heard he told him,
told him he could call anytime
but when he really needed him
He was declined.
I heard his father
he told him to be a man
He told him he couldn’t
and would never understand
I wonder has the guilt
swallowed him whole
I wonder will anything
fill his now empty soul
I heard his girlfriend she said goodbye
she was sick of the whines and all his cries
he said he didn’t need her
he needed no one
but in the end we all know he needed someone
I heard he did it with a gun
I wonder if it hurt
I heard he couldn't take it
All the pain and all the hurt
I heard he had a brother
a mother and a dad
I saw them at the funeral
they were bitter sweetly sad
I wonder does a tiger cry
when a brother loses his life
I wonder can you catch a tiger with a tear in its eye?

you're here for your classmates,"
John Snow
John Snow
Feb 9, 2012

I'm paying for the shit,
leave me alone
and let me sleep.

"You're not just here for yourself,
Mr. Willis,
you're here for your classmates,"
Mr. Fart said.

"I'm here to get a degree."

"Well, I'm sorry"

Yea, "Well",
now get your ass out my face
and let me sleep...

I respect teachers that want to teach; that love it; but there's a fundamental difference between a teacher and a professor; some can be both, most are either one or the other; any level of education.
Barton D Smock
Barton D Smock
Nov 5, 2013

like failed
or crushed

the hill houses
of poorer

worry me like weather
and put in me
of large
called away
to feed

at a trough

by a family
of flat chested
who sell

one can later
dot with glue
and give
to the mother
who has

quote unquote


When he found me I told all his classmates that he had stolen my lunch money.
Holly Salvatore
Holly Salvatore
Aug 27, 2013

He was the best hide and seek
Player in the
Second grade
There were whispers
He could beat the 5th and 6th
Nothing was ever lost to him
But time spent
And that was worth it

I hid and
When he found me I told all his classmates that he had stolen my lunch money.

St. Anthony is the patron saint of lost people and finding things.
we try to kiss our classmates
Nov 1, 2012

when we are young
we try to kiss our classmates
not knowing the consequence

i knew you were unhealthy for me
but i did it anyways

the only good thing you ever did
was cut me loose

i had a dream you took me back
i never wanted that

We're classmates
Bai Ambolodto
Bai Ambolodto
Oct 2, 2013

You're so close
But so far away
We're classmates
But you sit on the other side of the room.

Our heights are a close match
While our distance between each other is far
Our personalities don't match
And so is our love

I'm so in love with you
Oh you, the boy who is closely far.

classmates itch on the marters
Nov 8, 2010

classmates itch on the marters
consumed is all the haters
til the day its known
that they all pretend
all knowledge based on wiki
turn the key
move to the futures
the fork that lies
the lies you've told
stand up and admit
the fault you caused
lines been drawn
tell what you know
now you're delirious
im pursuing happiness
your happiness is from pain
digress and ebb

Her classmates frown and say
Joanne Mero
Joanne Mero
Jul 5, 2012

In the mirror, she blinks
And she thinks aloud 
"What a weak girl."

In class, she breaks down
Her classmates frown and say
"Such a weak girl."

She felt so abandoned
As she happened to be
"A very weak girl."

I knew that girl
And how at night she would curl up
"As a weak girl."

But she held on
And she grew strong
Until she became..

The strongest girl with no pain.

at our classmates
Austin Sessoms
Apr 26, 2012

metaphors are
rubber bands
we may extend them
as much as we like
we may shoot them
at our classmates
we may impress
our professors
with the shapes
we can contort
them into
but the more
we extend them
the more we
wear them out
and its very possible
that with all of our
stretching and extending
we could render
our metaphors

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