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ok im not they most arty poetic person but heres one off the top ov my head

those bright eyes of his
alwaes watching
those strong arms of his
alwaes holding
but never watchin me
and never holding me
thats how it will alwaes be
coz he just dusnt lyk me

but maybe sumdae he will see,
me.

lol ok so its ULTRA cheesy dusnt rhyme at da start and is a tad on the pathetic side of things
BUT its just for all those times that u lyk i guy hu lyks sum otha girl wen u really wish he lyks u instead

... anonymos
... ruby

if you died today i wouldnt know
what to do id be lying in bed thinkn of you
i would cry all day long just to show that care
but deep down inside i know your still there
i would neva ever forget you
never ever becuase my heart sticks with YOU!!!

SMILE!

Smiling is infectious
You catch it like the flu
When someone smiled at me today
I started smiling too
I passed around the corner
And someone saw my grin
When he smiled I realised
I'd passed it on to him
I thought about my smile
And realised what it's worth
A single smile just l

ike mine could travel the entire earth
So if you feel a smile coming
Don't leave it undetected
Let's start an epidemic quickly
And get the world infected!!

By Zoe Newton-Clark

The Frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry
Came loud---and hark, again! loud as before.
The inmates of my cottage, all at rest,
Have left me to that solitude, which suits
Abstruser musings: save that at my side
My cradled infant slumbers peacefully.
`Tis calm indee

The Frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry
Came loud---and hark, again! loud as before.
The inmates of my cottage, all at rest,
Have left me to that solitude, which suits
Abstruser musings: save that at my side
My cradled infant slumbers peacefully.
`Tis calm indee

If there's one face I want to see,
so beautiful, so true,
one smile that makes a difference,
to everything I do.

.::DebBiE::.

here's one of mine

Eyes

Eyes are the window to the soul
That's what people tell me
But if thats true
Why do people still pick on me?
If they knew what I had been through
If they knew what happened
They would see green eyes
That show a torn soul and a broken heart

Tori