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| Your School's Name: Oakwood High School |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
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Your Poem:
| Your School's Name: oakwood high school |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
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Your Poem:
| Your School's Name: oakwood high school |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? |
Your Poem:
| Your School's Name: Oakwood High School |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
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Your Poem:
| Your School's Name: DIS | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: sarah |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) me | |
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Your Poem:
A friend is a person you can trust with your heart,
No matter what distances keep you apart.
You can share your secrets,your loves, your sorrows,
You can talk for ages, like there is no tomorrow.
Love and Trust is what a good friendship needs,
But its up to one of you to plant the first seeds.
Once they start growing there isn't a limit,
To the things you can achieve, outside your friendship, and within it.
If your friend is always there for you, no matter what you do,
Then the only thing she wants in return, is that you be there for her too.
Everyone should have someone that they can trust wiht their heart,
And sometimes not anything, no living thing, could ever
bring you apart.
| Your School's Name: school of reaserch sience, in dubai in the U.A.E. |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: Omar Jaradat |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? to release the in my mind into the minds of readers around the world. |
Your Poem:
THE CRIMSON KING
He feeds you, he comforts you, he shelters you, and then with his eye's he watches you, in your house he does, never sees your happy times, only sees your anger, when you beat your wife, wip your sons bare to the flesh, and kick your dog. And then he comes, with his armor and horse he comes, with his men he comes, with his banners, horses, and maids he comes, with his maids he comes, and shouting his title they shout "All hail the crimson king!, all hail the crimson king!" they do, and banging, and banging, and banging your door they do, and shouting, and shouting, and shouting your name they do. And then you open your door you do, and then you shout "All beware of the crimson king!, may all beware!". And then he enters your house he does, spills your blood with his silver sword and shouts he does "Thy's day has come oh peteful one!", as your blood spreads out like a field of roses you hear him shout.
| Your School's Name: The American Institute of Monterrey |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: Melina Zertuche |
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Your Poem:
One day I realized I didn't know what friendship was. I started thinking about that and I imagined white cat with big eyes and a cute mouth.
Then I had a dream that I will never understand, a snamke helped a mouse to make a house.
But what I really liked was that two enemies were so close, so nice. It made me understand what friendship was.
| Your School's Name: The American Institute of Monterrey |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: Erick Sánchez López |
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Your Poem:
Friendship, Friendship
One day in a ship,
I was sleeping.
Soon, I saw a wonderful circle in my mind with many people.
Thank God, Thank God, for these people and friends.
Love, love, full of love
the Earth is.
Friendship, friendship,
thank you for all the people.
