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Wenie Sep 7
Life is like a game of chess,
Where everything could be good or just distress.
You must do the right moves
you must not blunder.
Because life is cruel, like when it begins to thunder.

So plan your moves properly.
Try to make the best moves.
But when you blundered,
Do not give up.
You will never know if the opponent will blunder or not.
Maybe the game will turn around.

In chess, brilliant moves usually requires sacrifices.
So don't be scared to take risks.
Maybe it'll be a brilliant move.
I like chess. Haha, chess sounds like cheese.
Wenie Sep 7
*******, Charles.
You made my soy sad.
It will no longer taste good,
Instead it'll taste bad.

But thank you, Charles.
For saddening it so.
She held it in her hand making it glitter and glow.
I've given her the soy, since I dislike sad soy.
So it's meant to be hers now, for to drink or throw.

What is this magic she made the soy, happy?
How could this happen is this all a dream?
As I wonder and wonder.
I felt something touch my cheek,
it was her finger that was once touching the cold drink.
My face that was once frowning turned into a big smile.

What's this?
She handed me the drink.
That's not all, as she touched my cheek,
Making my knees go weak.
And so, with that I accepted the drink,
It was once sad but now happy.

She had to head back,
Giving one more pat on the cheek,
Finally so, we bid each other farewell.
Guess what, she blew me a kiss.
Which I caught without fail.
I was blushing after that, lol.
Wenie Sep 7
first time I laid eyes on her,
She took my breath away.
She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen,
I knew right then I would love to know her.

She's a senior, the best of the best,
Studious and smart,
But there's something that sets her apart.
Her talent for drawing.
A skill so rare so divine.
Bringing beauty to life on the page,
She's not just a student but an amazing artist.
And I can't help but be in awe whenever I see her incredible talent at work.

A vision of cuteness,
Round cheeks, soft curves,
She's not tall or slender,
But she's just perfect as she is,
With sweetness that can't be denied.
She's the kind of girl who glows from within.

When she smiles at me,
It's like the sun coming out after a storm,
Bright, warm, and beautiful,
And I can't help but feel all the better for it.
And when she give me those soft indirect kisses on my hand,
It's like a tender secret promise of something.
A little taste of the sweetness that's to come.
Making my heart sing and my soul soar.

I'm content with just being her friend,
With sharing in her laughter and her Joy,
And I know that even if things never go further than that,
I will always love her,
And memory of her kindness and grace will stay with me forever.
I love my senior. Haha

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