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I can sense you No matter how far you may be
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It is humiliation to be seen with Santa Claus;
He is an essential jolly man, yet has one immense flaw,
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I was once the ideal image, of what you’d desire your child would be
With worthy grades, and a striking smile, whenever I believed in me.
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Abigail Sheik was nearly ten years old When the good Lord took her away
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GRADUATION POEM BY: TIFFANY RADER
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Its amazing how we change Into different people, with different lives
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Jaded, Exhausted… I see clearly, never again
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"I love life...Yeah, I'm sad, but at the same time, I'm really happy that something could make me feel that sad. It's like...It makes me fe
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It is not suitable for a Barbie Living life in so much gloom
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I hate that you are critical With words harsh and blunt
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I hate that you are critical I despise you’re stupid groan
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It rhymes, also, if you follow it. 
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When junior prom appeared on the walls “Find a date, before it’s too late”
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I prance by the apple tree and jump just high enough To grab onto a limb and shake it harshly rough
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My sister, my beautiful young sister, look how grown up you are.
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I am only seventeen years old. However, I have been dealt with hard struggles that have forced me to mature. I have already worked three di
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I know I wasn't suppose to right about lost love, yet this isn't what my poem is about. This is simply the truth about what you deal with o
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After two years of a frienship anyone would die for, and a love that even though wasn't announced kept many contained with jealousy. The bo
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My brother struggled a lot, yet kept our family in tact. Kept us all from going insane. He is actually only eighteen months older then I am
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Rain and I were enemies The principal of foes
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I lost my great grandmother when I was 16, this woman raised me. After the loss, I simply defended for myself. I've worked three different
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Every soul has a fear Rather it’s importance be strong or weak
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Its amazing how we change Into different people, with different lives
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It is hard to bear life without you,
For my love you were my all.
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An average girl
A crucial world
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She pretends she is a princess
As she pours out a cup of tea
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She lays slumbering on her pillow, so pure
With dreams of him, she feels so secure
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Grandma Shirley, raised me, but after a whlie i wanted to live with my mom and siblings. eperience new things. do drugs. drink. It got real
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I’m sure there will be days, when you can’t lift your head up high
When you feel as if the worlds has kept revolving, and simply just passed you by
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Under the Bed.
By: Tiffany Rader
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This is a poem, that related to the picture. (:
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Be Honest, give me some feedback. I wrote this poem a while back, it was in my old All poetry site. Many people seemed to enjoy this one.
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This poem actually means a lot to me.
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Raindrops On My Window Pane
The echo of the clamor, has me rise to my feet
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