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Here without you
My hearts been broken in two
In this endless pit of misery
It’s un-believable
The way I feel about you
After my hearts been broken in two
I knew you were the one
The moment I saw you
I knew we could make it through
Without a doubt in my mind
Who knew we would climb so high
To the top of the sky
You and I
I never knew you could be so cruel
Those bright blue eyes
Will never look at me
The way they used to.

I looked at you
You looked at me
At that moment
I knew we were meant to be
You took my breathe away
But then you turned away
When you come around
I act like a clown
You look at me
Like there’s nothing to see
I look at you with my heart in agony.

In this world I find so divine
I cannot find a place in my mind
To tell you the way I feel about you
But let me tell you
You don’t even have a clue
But that’s ok
Maybe if I look deep enough
I can find a way
To let you know
The way I feel about you.
She’s just a friend

The leaves are changing color all around
Before they fall to the ground
Our whole world is turned upside-down
Climb to the top of the sky
Look down and all around
You will see a sea of colors
Yellow, red, orange, and brown
As I look around
With my face turned to the ground
There is no sound
Not a rustle of leaves
Or the snap of a twig on the ground
I look up hoping for sound
But there is no wind to be found
I turn towards home
With my face turned to the ground
And behind me there is a rustle of leaves
and a snap of a twig on the ground
the wind picks me up in its silent embrace
the whole world suddenly quiets down
except for a cry of joy from a little boy
“hooray its fall a time of joy for all”

I’m sorry for all the times I’ve let you down
I’m sorry for all the times I’ve made you frown
I’m sorry for all the times I wasn’t there
I’m sorry for all the times I said the wrong thing
I’m sorry for all the times I was a jerk
I’m sorry for all the times that my phone didn’t ring
I’m sorry for all the times I made you look like a jerk
I’m sorry for all the times I liked you so much

Silently
Playing
Ring around the rosy
In the
Night time
Gloom

The ground is covered in snow
I have no were to go
Except the b-ball court
Which I know so well
I move so slowly
Enjoying my time alone
I step to the half court line
Take a breath
And push the ball off my chest
I wonder why I shot so slow
It hits the rim
I go in for the rebound
But wait…
It’s time to go

A day without light
A day without darkness
A day without sight
Maybe a day without love
Or a day without heartbreak
That would be nice

You’re just a friend nothing more
What more could I ask for
You have no time to lend
But thank god I’m still your friend
You thought I was mad
So you stayed away
Until you found I was glad
There is no need to pout or be sad

Ring…
That’s the sound of the bell
A crowd of people blocking the door
I’m the last one through
Just my luck it’s starting to poor
I push through the crowd
In search of my locker
Plugging my ears for it is so loud
I run to class
As the door stopper comes out
But alas I am late for class

The darkness is overwhelming
Swooping over me
When I turn out the light
The darkness is calming
Picking me up
In its dark embrace
Day or night
Dark or light
The darkness is frightening

When I hear the word Grandpa several words come into my mind, here are just some of the words, strong, hard working, and loving man. Before my Grandpa died he did every thing that he could to make life enjoyable and fun for his wife Janice and five kids. He was funny and selfless and he would think of others before himself, he was a magnificent role model. My Grandpa drove a truck for a lumber company for several no for many, many years and received awards for being a courteous driver my Grandpa Leonard Bills will always be apart of our lives and is still living in our hearts. Me and my family will always remember him as the great man he always was and nothing less I love my Grandpa and hope he is happy.
Here is the story: The day before April vacation April sixteenth 2004 I was half way through washing my face when I heard my mom crying so I dried my face and went upstairs. My mom and dad were sitting at the coffee table when I came up and sure enough she was crying. I asked why she was crying and that made her cry even more so I felt bad because I made her cry. My dad said that Grandpa (Leonard Merrile Bills) had died around one, o clock in the morning. My Grandpa had died of a heart attack and my uncle Joe tried to revive him but my Grandpas heart couldn’t handle another heart attack so he died. Two days later we went to the funeral home to "talk" to my Grandpa and then we went to the grave yard and I watched as they buried him. My mom and grandma were both crying really hard except a few people and I was one of them but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t sad I was but I told my self not to cry. After the funeral everybody came over to our house to talk to each other. My Grandpas death was a real shock to me after he died i felt empty as if there’s a part of me missing that can never be replaced I know he will always be with me were ever I go he is watching over the family spent his life raising GRANDPA I WILL FOREVER MISS YOU REST IN PEACE GRAMPS

I can make a rhyme any time
I can make you look like a joke
You slow poke
You have no clue
As to what I can do
Come on challenge me
I dare you

COME ON

My L.A teacher
Teaches us about things
But I’m a sleeper
So when the bell rings
He is mad
I have not learned any thing
So he doesn’t think its rad
So now I pay attention

I
Am
not going
to write any more poems
like this its called
concrete poems
ok buy
m

These colors don’t run
We are independent
We bask in the sun
Knowing we are safe
In our independent country
We call upon others when in need
We help others when they call
We are THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
And we don’t run

When I hear the word Grandpa several words come into my mind, here are just some of the words, strong, hard working, loving man. Before my Grandpa died he did every thing that he could to make life enjoyable and fun for his wife Janice and five kids. He was funny and selfless and he would think of others before himself, he was a magnificent role model. My Grandpa drove a truck for a lumber companie for several no for many, many years and received awards for being a courteous driver my Grandpa Leonard Bills will always be apart of our lives and is still living in our hearts. Me and my family will always remember him as the great man he always was and nothing less I love my Grandpa and hope he is happy.