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October 19, 2010
By Tigerlily11 GOLD, South China, Maine
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It is not what i want but what i need

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I miss that boy so much.
Like a burden, I don't own.
I said I miss that boy so much.
Like a burden, I don't know.
I love to dance with him.
I love to look into his eyes
and see the burden he owns.

He runs and hits.
He makes me smile when I think about him.
I said he runs and hits.
He makes me smile when I think about him.
When I scared of this burden,
all I have to do is think about him.

I like to flirt with him.
I like to be frozen with hot chocolate in my hands,
just to give it to him, to wear his hat.
I said I like to flirt with him.
I like to be frozen with hot chocolate in my hands,
just to give it to him, to wear his hat.
I can have him someday,
I will flirt with him no matter what.

He and I may have a long way to go,
Before we admit somethings.
I said he and I may have a long way to go,
Before we admit somethings or take burdens away.
Wishing my burden would go away,
just to dance with him again.
and
live this day all over again.

© Rebecca Y., Los Angeles, CA

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To all the girls, who finds a boy who takes all your problems away
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Tigerlily11 GOLD said...
on Nov. 30 2010 at 7:53 pm
Tigerlily11 GOLD, South China, Maine
18 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
It is not what i want but what i need

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yeah and I am sick and tired of her saying those things so I decided just not to share in class...... and plus I don't like this idea of Mrs.Mitchell trying to get us to publish our work.... so I guess teen ink is where I will publish a lot of my work
Eer320 PLATINUM said...
on Nov. 30 2010 at 7:11 pm
Eer320 PLATINUM, S. China, Maine
20 articles 4 photos 39 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you&#039;re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I&#039;ve got a few missing. It&#039;s ok though, because I&#039;ve got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who&#039;s an 8-color type.. I&#039;m like, hey girl, magenta! and she&#039;s like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I&#039;m like, no - I want magenta!&quot;

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oh, i get it.  and i dont blame you.
Tigerlily11 GOLD said...
on Nov. 30 2010 at 6:30 pm
Tigerlily11 GOLD, South China, Maine
18 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
It is not what i want but what i need

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Emma, I would share my poems in class but however there is a person that everytime she reads my poem or hears my poem... she will say stupid things like.... o i knew that she was going to write about boys or this and that.... also when we had to pick an inspiration poem... she was like I wonder which one she will pick.... so I am not shareing poems in class... sorry
Eer320 PLATINUM said...
on Nov. 29 2010 at 7:06 pm
Eer320 PLATINUM, S. China, Maine
20 articles 4 photos 39 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you&#039;re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I&#039;ve got a few missing. It&#039;s ok though, because I&#039;ve got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who&#039;s an 8-color type.. I&#039;m like, hey girl, magenta! and she&#039;s like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I&#039;m like, no - I want magenta!&quot;

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Oh Victoria, this is good!  I wish you would share your poems in class!

 

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Emma R.