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Swerving

We're swerving

In slow motion

With eyes closed

Toward the river

Holding hands

Smiling

Moving over lanes

Fast

Toward the rail

With our baby in the trunk

Wrapped snug in the American Flag
Some people will follow a symbolic piece of fabric so blindly, they're willing to sacrifice anything.
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Hayley Simpson
I promise,
to watch you everyday.
To like everything you do,
even when others don't.
I promise to share you to all of my friends,
but tell them I found you first.
When you need a smile,
I will make a gif of yours and watch it loop.

If better,
means making your view count higher,
count me in.....count me in a 1, 000, 000 times.
If worse,
means staying up past 3am to see your new video,
let me be an insomniac.

I will care for you,
when you catch a virus.  
I will never cheat on you,
with another channel of viewers.

I will subscribe to every,
heartbeat,
breath,
and click.
I can muster.

You are my tube.
and I promise to love you,
till we crash.
Written (2012)

Author: Yup....we went to the weird part of youtube.....we can't come back.
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Caitlin
There's a magical place with a special glow
Where only certain people with skill can go.
It's in front of your eyes but buried deep
and it's best to visit when your eyes crave sleep.
It's name is so special and known to a few
but those who do love it through and through.
It's most commonly known as the YouTube vortex
as it enters your eyes and connects to your cortex
with crazy topics like cannibals and cat
to baffling ideas and llamas with hats.
There's no telling what you'll find each day,
but the YouTube vortex will never become cliche.
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Alice Burns
I watched a video today
About a boy of 17 meeting his fate too soon
The doctors said the cause was cancer
And millions mourned his passing
But close your eyes, and bring about your smile
He was not just a boy
He was a light
A star burning, outshining so many
His glow rippling continuously
A breeze cooling and bringing joy to all
He never wanted payment
He never needed thanks.

Bitterness possesses so many,
Crowds gathered and teamed their jealousy
So much that it grew uncontrollably
Overflowing into his well kept gardens
But he was good
He did not kick them off his land
Instead he swept them to one side
Possibly in hope that they may appreciate the sun once more.
But, their poisons gathered in darkness and shadow
And only few were gently released in the softness of his breath.
Others remained attacking his lungs
Yet still he smiled.

The papers spoke of tragedy
I too, have felt the loss
But dropped small gifts behind him through his journey
That echo infinitely as streams, gracing all.
His words of kindness
His smile so infectious.
His fight without fighting.
His currents still travel, as tides never tire
I felt his glow wash upon me and say to you this-
I strive to shine as bright as you did,
And with your glow clasped tightly in my hands, I know,
One day, I will.
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