

For HerShe is the night sky...For Her
Sometimes misunderstood but elegant as anything...
Her eyes are the stars...
Always making me smile...
If she were to cry...
It'll bring me much pain...
The stars which dance...
Have me wish upon them to...
Don't ever go...
Always daydream of that wonderous beauty...
I have seen gazing into her eyes...
I'll always want her...
to come back to me...
and try to be...
helping me to...
never want anything anymore.


My First Class PoemI hate thisMy First Class Poem
class
because I can't
think
My head is void
deprived of all
thought
My head echoes
nothing but "Ugh!"


My FriendsMy Friends
When I choose to make you my friend you will have me until the end. For all my life and before my death you will have
me for every breath. Some say in life you only get one chance and for that I won't miss a glance to see your face smiling in this place. In your eyes I don't see me
because its like
the open sea. It has many mysterious ways and I may learn from you throughout these days. My question to you is will you stay as a misty haze or will you show that you can soar l
for your appreciation
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And thank you so much. I try to put some type of meaning into them which isn't always apparent thus I put some song lyrics in there.
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