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Nina McNally Jan 2011
where is my secret place
where I go to think things out?
right now it's no where
because my head is so messed up now.
I can't find my secret place;
wait, I think I just found it.
copyright; 2007
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when I started writing a lot more, because I needed a place to go to get a way from everything, and I found it...in writing, of course. :)- From When Times Get Tough....Write Poetry
Nina McNally Jan 2011
life can be fun.
life can be boring,
but life, like the weather,
can be unpredictable.
copyright; 2006
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another little poem from my freshman English class journal.- From When Times Get Tough....Write Poetry
Nina McNally Jan 2011
RAIN** IS
pain in Maine for
fame of
SHAME!
copyright; 2006
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another little poem from my freshman English class journal.
Nina McNally Jan 2011
Nothing to fear,
Evenings so great,
When all the lights go out---

Yesterday just a small town girl & in
One moment a big city girl;
Running not walking;
K**eep on dreaming.
copyright; 2009
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I went to New York and wrote this.
Nina McNally Jan 2011
Sometimes in life
Times get tough, but that doesn't mean Don't Stop Trying.
All you got is on the line--This is the time; You got
Nothing or Everything to lose.
Don't give up, keep on pushing.
In 5 years when you look back, will you be that person in the mirror, like
Nothing you image, or the same person staring back at you?
Go for it, it's all or nothing. There's a Standing

Ovation for you. You will come a
Very long ways,
And you will feel GREAT.
To Bob and Jillian, you guys are amazing.
Incredible is just one of the many words to say about you.
Only time can tell how things turn out.
N**one-the-less, Good Luck to all and Keep it up!
copyright; 2011
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Inspired by the Biggest Loser.
To Bob and Jillian,
All the time and effort they put in, to change other people's lives. Good Job! <3
title came from a Good Charlotte song.
Nina McNally Jan 2011
Childhood. Remember the days when what you
Had was everything you ever needed? All
I** ever wanted to do was to play in the dirt.
Loved hanging with my friends,
Down by the river--the ones who knew me as I was & didn't care
How poor or rich I was--Childhood isn't about the money.
Oh, how I wish to go back to those times...
Oh, but how I love being where I am now
Down by the sea, instead of the river.
copyright; 2011
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Here's a poem to remember the good old days, back when we were kids.
Don't you just love poetry and how you can write something and it doesn't have to make totally sense.- From When Times Get Tough....Write Poetry
Nina McNally Jan 2011
To tell the truth will
Really hurt me, but it is worth it for you to
Understand where I am coming from. So
To say I love you is not an understatement, never
Has been. I really did

Love you even if you never loved me back
I** still got all the wonderful memories.
Everyday I am happy with the chooses I made, the people I
See, and the friends I made.

So telling the truth may hurt, but so does
Everyday of trying and pretending that it didn't happen.
Caring and loving someone for a long time and then have it be over
Really can hurt and
Each day I thank god
That I am Right Where I Belong!
Speak the truth and good things will come.
copyright; 2011
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It just came to me.- From When Times Get Tough....Write Poetry
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