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Fraser Thomson Feb 2019
To teachers who put up with me,
And those who stuck up for me.
To those who saw me at my best,
And gave me space at my worst.
Thank You Very Much.

To opportunities
I have taken
And actions
That are now forsaken.

Thank You
For the times I’ve spent
Studying and Smiling
(And tactically texting)

And after years
Of dread and fear
The time at last
Is fin’lly near.

We’re free and wild
And to you I owe
Knowledge and Memories
Thank You Very Much
Fraser Thomson Feb 2019
Whispered conversations
With those who cannot hear
Building hope and faith
To those who live in fear

This world we live in
Full of lies and despair
Are left to children
so broke beyond repair

Politicians and prisoners
From the same stalk
Where kids speak wonders
If only left to talk

If you aren’t like I
You cannot be U
If you aren’t born he
You’ve no chance as she.

Welcome to a world
Where hate spreads nothing but fear
And where kids all over
Want nothing more than to

Disappear
Fraser Thomson Oct 2018
What if eyes never
Opened?
What if lungs never
Breathed?
What if the sun never
Rose?
What if you never
Woke?

What if mother found
Your lifeless body
Drowned.

If sister cried
If father died
Inside.

What if your wrists stayed
Unpierced?
What if lungs stayed
Dry.

What if you stopped
And breathed?
What happens if you never
Die?

— The End —