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posted by stickymonkey
I've learned that toi cannot make someone l’amour you.
All toi can do is be someone who can be loved.
The rest is up to them.
I've learned that no matter how much I care,
some people just don't care back.
I've learned that it takes years to build up trust
and only secondes to destroy it.
I've learned that it's not what toi have in your life
but who toi have in your life that counts.
I've learned that toi can get par on charm for about fifteen minutes.
After that, you'd better know something.

I've learned that toi shouldn't compare yourself
to the best others can do,
but to the best toi can do.
I've learned that...
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Source: Me... <3
posted by saracomet
Peter passed a note today.
He gave the note to Anna.
She opened it and read it,
then she passed it on to Hannah.

The note made Hannah giggle
so she handed it to Cody,
who read it with a smile before
he slid the note to Brody.

Then Brody read the contents
and he gave it to Luann,
who opened it and chuckled
and directed it to Dan.

He read it with a snicker,
then he tossed the note to Jon
who couldn't help but chortle
as he passed it on to Sean.

The teacher heard us laughing
and she saw what Sean was holding.
She walked across the room
and took the note he was unfolding.

We thought we'd get in trouble,
but she gave it back to Sean
and smiled because it read,
"The teacher's awesome. Pass it on."
posted by slink365
A peaceful world would be nothing like the world I see in front of me
There would be no worry about what’s going to happen to me
By doing things as a community we make things available to the
Community. Graffiti washes, car washes, etc.
That’s what I could do as part of the community.

As an individual in this world I see in front of me
There I stand and see chaos right in front of me I stop it, it’s like the whole world froze
And it’s nothing but me stopping what I see right in front of me
I close my eyes
The vision I see is nothing like what is in front of me
There are people laughing, having...
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posted by Aquade
She Doesn't Know

par Cody Herman

Through the window I stare suivant door

When is she coming out

She's the only one I adore

But then why do I doubt

Her hair is golden like the sun

Shining bright and strong for all to see

She looks at me and I'm undone

I didn't foresee that she was the one for me

Why do I hesitate

It wasn't too long ago

My cœur, coeur beats at a faster rate

But she doesn't know

The power she has over me

I putty in her hands

She just couldn't leave me be

Her wish is my command

When will I find the courage

To tell her how I feel

Am I able to break this bridge

Will I stand ou I kneel

I can't do it

I'm afraid she'll say no

I need to get a grip

She still doesn't know
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Source: i dont know who to give credit to cuz it was on google. srry
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posted by ThornedRose
life has won over death
you arrive
a joyuss look in your eyes
you were laughing
you were smiling
you were crawling
when toi took your first steps
you were mesmirized
you were running
you were jumping
you were making mud pies
clinging onto me
soon toi were older
to old for grownups
you played with your Friends
you played sports
but toi still called me mommy
you were chasing after girls
you were failing your classes
you were making a mess of your world
soon toi betrayed me
you lied and toi cheated
you a volé, étole from me
you disapeared for days
you dropped out of school
you swore at me
you snuck into...
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posted by Lovetreehill
Votive Offering in the Spanish Style

I want to build for you, Madonna, my mistress,
An underground altar in the depths of my grief
And carve out in the darkest corner of my heart,
Far from worldly desires and mocking looks,
A niche, all enameled with azure and with gold,
Where toi shall stand, amazed Statue,
With my polished Verses as a trellis of pure metal
Studded cunningly with rhymes of crystal,
I shall make for your head an immense Crown,
And from my Jealousy, O mortal Madonna,
I shall know how to cut a manteau in a fashion,
Barbaric, heavy, and stiff, lined with suspicion,
Which, like a sentry-box,...
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posted by manjusang
Here I Stand Besides you
Don't toi Even Realized That I Fight with Myself???????
against all the Reality that Can tore My souls..
I Can't make the loosing Fight with my own Hearth Beating..that was you...
toi filling the hole that burned deep inside my Death Hearth,,
toi MAke it Beating...
takes Me to the first Sunshines after my Nightmare..
Im Afraid..
I CAn't Imagine..
I CAn't Cope This..
How Can I Let My Self Flying high falling Free in Your Life,,then times awaits Me for hitting The Ground???????

Will I Survived from it?
Will I Still Have this beating then?
Help Me,,
Don't Let Me hit the Pain,,anymore..

Im Loosing,,Far Before The war Is Over..
Im in yours Now..
tie in ever single things toi Make

toi hold my Life's String..
Up....Down.... Lower...

toi Stealing The best PArt Of Me..you Take it with toi Now..
Im Nothing
Im Loosing this fight against my Self..
I Let My Self Falling In l’amour With toi
posted by irena83
His lifeless eyes look into the distant landscape of some new life.
Life that slipped away from his hands,
Joy that faded inside his weighted soul.

And I look at him with grief
Wondering why was his life so painful despite of my prayers.

Oh, I'm afraid to ask who is he talking to in this cruel loneliness
When only wind whispers a melody of sorrow...

His time has gone long ago,
But his eyes of blue ocean look toward a distant view of the unknown life...

Life he Lost in so many defeats
Scourged par the waves of restlessness.

Within his eyes of blue ocean I see these scars
That will remain forever in my soul

In deadness

I will sink


With a picture of a martyr

Who lived his life as if it wasn't his,

A martyr with eyes of deep blue ocean

In which I sank...
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posted by irena83
In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
amer and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this musique of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written par the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.