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Missing Friends

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Why I Hate Summer

Submitted by perspiciens on June 16, 2008 - 11:58.

We're having fun
Trying accents
Laughing at
Each other

Laying on my
Sleeping bag
Scared in by
The thunder
And lightening

We're trying
To write
Fiction novels
And we can't
Think of anything
So late at night

I say
Something funny
We laugh
Hysterically
It's something
You would've heard
If it wasn't
Summer now

We think
About how
We couldn't
Put the tent up
Because it was
Inside out

How we
Took it down
Faster than
Anything we've
Ever done before

We didn't want
To get struck
By lightening

I keep thinking
That I'll be able
To tell you guys
About how funny
It was

How stupid
We felt

And then
I realize
It's summer

You guys
Probably
Won't read your
Emails

Or reply back

This leaves me
With an empty feeling

Like my friends
Just died
And I have
No one left
To tell our
Funny stories to

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I Remember

Submitted by perspiciens on June 7, 2008 - 16:09.

I remember
Sitting on
The frame
Of the barn
Your dad was
Building
40 feet up
In the air
We'd stashed
Sour Cream
And Onion Pringles
In the back
Of our pants
And grape
Warhead spray
In our pockets
So we could
Clamber up
The side of the barn
And watch everything
The chickens
The goats
Cows on the next farm
I remember
Going up
To your room
You'd just got
A 2000 computer
With a Tarzan game
We'd play with trolls
In a dollhouse
Or shoot darts
Or laugh a flies
Trying to unstick
Themselves from the
Flypaper
I remember
You showing me
How to tell if
A snowboard was
The right height
I remember
Wanting so badly
To be able to
Balance on your
Voodoo board
And working on it
While you conquered
Another town in
Your dumb computer game
That I always
Wanted to watch
I remember
Smashing black walnuts
With your mom
On a chopping block
By your fireplace
You'd hit your thumb
With the hammer
And white tape
Was wrapped around
Gauze
I remember

Puff Puff Pass

Submitted by runawaytrain9 on March 24, 2007 - 16:33.

It takes ahold of you
untill you cant get away from it
you cant get rid of it
Its taking over your life
pulling you away from us
Puff Puff pass your life away
Your only love is for Mary Jane
do you even care about us anymore
because we love you
Please dont disappear
We miss you
Please come back to us
Please just dont
Puff Puff Pass your life away

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