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i always said
i would
never
do it.

i always said
i never
think
about it.

i have,
though.

does it
hurt?
who will
miss me?
what happens
after?

take back
please
to when my
life remained
free
and
blessed

fast forward
it to when
i lay in
sickbed
not knowing
when it is going
to come.

rewind to when
i was fresh,
innocent,
an angel.

and keep me
innocent,
fresh,
an angel.

save me
from the
gaping hole
that sparkles
with
black

because
this disease
has left me
*dead.
I never have spoke of this out loud, but I need to feel this crap, so here we go. I can't keep on being this perfect child; I got into another college after I didn't like my previous one. I had a boyfriend, but I broke up with him. I get good grades. And I don't have it all. I'm not saying I'm depressed because that feeling stays with you, but I am sad. I'm mad at this ****** world.
Adventures
Nice
Natorius
Inteligent
Extaordinary
Annie wanted a poem sooooo Yummmmm YEH
A cry for help as a flame lights her home

A shriek for need as a tsunami flies a person across the town

No cry for help as another child dies of hunger

over one billion people populate it

twenty two thousand five hundred people die a day there

over 4,650 children a day lost to the world

2,000 girls killed in the womb

16,000 go missing in the capitol a day

How can we help

Think

If we don't help it could become a world issue

So think do

help...
Cold
its a felling dark and deep

Freezing
Its like a sharp knife in your arms

Don't give up when your freezing

Keep going get warm

Don't wait till its to late

Don't wait till the knife actually hits...
True friends light up your eye and smile when you see them
Like glitter tape

Your first good friend is the 1st strand
Of glitter tape
They sparkle brighter then the rest and never run out of greatness
Not the slightest bit of dust can ruin them

Your second is the 2nd strand
you love it just the same
but...
somethings different too much dust makes it lose its sparkle

And the final and third strand
They already have some strange cardboard stuff
They stick to you less then the rest
One blow of dust and they fall off

All my friends are like glitter tape
Most of them the 1st strand

Some I let go of

But most I keep
This is inspired by CC love yah 1st strand Allie you too FISH
Only in darkness can we see the stars!
Martin Luther king JR
"(His word so true yet, I realize, far more)"

Oh but what are stars ?
Glimmers of hope ?

Yes for they are light
Far away
They are as our sun

Then why look to the darkness ?
For there is always light!

We Need to see!

Those heavenly bodies burn so bright
Have shown many a wayward stray home!

Why look to the dark what would you see?

Yes chin up cause it's up there they shine!
Soon you'll be home

Don't look down!
You'll sink!
you'll drown!

Don't let it catch you!
Look for the light
The answers always there!
You can!
You will!

Chin up see the way home
The darker it gets
the more the words begin to writhe

Writhe and rise

they dance before my eyes
tumbling out of my heartbeat,
the poems
Write themselves.
Sometimes I don't even know what words come out of my fingertips
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