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I wrote this in my English class...ummm I
was very mad that day. So if this sounds very
harsh and wow what in the world..are you ok?
I am find people, I have a lot of poems
I write like this.
I hope you all still enjoy though.
Thanks for reading.
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If love is allowed to die, all that remains is loneliness. Don't ever let it go.
on January 13. Â© All rights reserved
A caterpillar discharged
from her cocoon,
becomes a butterfly
Following a trail
of rose petals
strewn across the floor
He sowed the seeds,
and tended them well.
The dew drops hath
embraced upon the petals,
not ever wanting to leave.
By Terry Collett
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