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This poem is about someone in my english class. ________, he has always seemed lonely and I have been nothing but lucky to even have talk to him or even get to know him. He is a very smart, trusting guy but I have met his dad once at a soccer game and he is MEAN!!! I just hope he can pull him self together long enough to realize who he really is. 
talking to your friends,
I know you pretty well.
Then again I don't.
Because I don't know your life at home.
But at this point I can pretty much guess.
Because of what I've seen,
you're under a lot of pressure.
That's life for ya.
And yet even though I know you so well,
I can't form words, they're stuck in my throat.
But if I were to describe my life,
it'd be a drop of water against the whole ocean.
But perhaps a different color.
Maybe red for the blood I shed.
Or white for all the tears I've seen in my lifetime.
That's how big my love is as well.
Just a drop of colored water.
If I were to choose,
I'd rather have a lifetime to love, then to love a lifetime.
Because my love is only so big against the ocean.
And I don't want to spend my life trying to find something I may not get.
So when I look at you,I think,
don't waste your life trying to make others smile.
Because life is so pure,
it's white velvet.
Don't turn it black.
jeanwolf
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