March 1st, 2009 by
maddy
My boyfriend broke up with me,
It is a meaning of science.
I haven’t been walked on this much in my lifetime!
The world.
I hid under my blankets for the past ten days,
How a volcano erupts,
It seems like life is not worth living for.
How a baby is developed,
But it doesn’t work.
Science is everything around you.
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March 1st, 2009 by
Ethan
I try enjoying life for the moment,
But it’s too hard,
I think about it,
But it’s more painful to think than to do, so I do without thinking,
Moment gone.
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March 1st, 2009 by
Nathan
1: Chuck Norris is so spectacular,
2: He owns the bad guys,
3: His round house kick is devastating,
4: Oh My Gosh!
5: He is so amazing,
6: When will he strike again?
7: I found Chuck Norris,
8: Because I felt like it!!!!!!!!
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March 1st, 2009 by
Ethan
Grey desk
Green chair
Master gone
Sinister song
Pain of thought
Power was bought
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February 26th, 2009 by
Ethan
The red blood,
The blue Tears,
The reversed mirrors
The distorted fears,
The grinding gears,
The rehearsed battle,
The fake cattle,
Cloned at birth,
Trained for pain,
Pain is black,
Insanity is white,
Purity is clear,
Life is empty,
Knife has answers,
Give to me,
Pain is black and so is glee.
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February 26th, 2009 by
Kaytie.x0x
An anvil
fell into my fish tank
Plop!
A cacophony of confusion
Nemo and Wanda are frantic.
They meet in a huddle,
ponder the situation,
and plan a coup.
Despite their best efforts,
the anvil remains solid.
They decide to just swim around it.
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February 26th, 2009 by
Sadye
The rainbow bows with colours smeared across the sky,
Reds smudged into the sun,
Oranges and yellows touch the tree tops,
The mountains are caked in greens,
Blue, of course, stretches its limbs in the water, in the sky,
Violet briefly grazes the ground, touches the grass, the dirt,
But only, when rainbows come out to play.
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February 26th, 2009 by
Kaytie.x0x
The misty river flows gently
As I paddle my birch-bark canoe
I see a black fish
It jumps into my canoe
And I hit it with a
Tazer, it dies
And bites me
My boat stinks
I can’t swim
But it doesn’t
Matter, I’m in a canoe
What was I thinking?
Killing that poor fish?
Do you like cheese?
Do you want cheese?
I found cheese in the fish’s mouth.
I found Gouda…Yummmm
I found a tire
Because I was on the misty river
Because it used to be an auto dump
Because I’m Chuck Norris
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