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I was sitting in guitar class being all bored like. Then I decided, I'm going to write a bit.
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You stand there above meYou stand there so highYou say that you love meI want you to die
You leave me no choiceYou leave me no hopeSo here is my knif..
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A Story by Chris
Why must I follow a path? Questions rise upon the minds of the young and old. None are ever followed by the desired answers. Why must we ask questions..
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At one point, I thought I wanted to do something with my life. I realized, however, that though my heart was for it, my mind was not ready.
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You don't know what people are going through. Everyone has their own battle that they must overcome. Sadly not all of us make it through.
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Peace, they say, is the enemy of memory.
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When given the choice, to go to someone or to look within, most look within. When you doubt the input of others, you can always look to yourself. Only..
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I was in 9th grade. The project was, write a poem in the form of your choosing based on a moment in your life.
This was what I handed in.
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