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A Simple Kiss - by Crystal Unger

A shiver of joy
My heart skips a beat
A shock so sweet
Your lips a gentle suprise
Fluttering in my stomach
Truely content
Not wanting to walk away
To stunded to speak
Come back, my mind beggs
One last smile
“Love you.”

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Live! - by Lydia Henderson

Lives change
lives but lives
require life to be
lived for lives
to change
lives and live
a life

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Innovation in Public Education - by Michael O'Connell

As our modern society continues to grow larger and larger populations, and as mobility, connectedness and large scale integrations become fully realized, problems existing and able to exist must be determined. Agricultural ignorance by a majority of youth, large micro-isolated communities and food production as a means of wealth rather than communal well being. Such that Marx said in his poignant attack on large scale capitalism, “ All economic systems dependant on vehicles, such as the tendency to complexity as America so proudly demonstrates, will fall from the simplest of economic phenomena.” As while we become ever more complex, like…

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Bruised and Abused. - by Shawna Sikora

It was the third time that night that I heard something break in the kitchen, then accompanied by my mothers scream. I sat in my bedroom, hugging my 5 year old sister tightly to my chest. She looked up at me with her wide, innocent eyes. “Shan...what are mommy and daddy fighting about this time?” She asked me. She was such a beautiful little girl, her curly blond hair fell around her face, making it nice and round. Her sparkling blue eyes shone in the light. Her face was often bruised, but she still smiled. She still smiled… “I...I don’t…

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In Loving Memory of Alice Baybutt - by Shaylen Hunter

You always cared, you always smiled
Though you knew you only had awhile
We loved you then, we’ll love you forever
We know you are now somewhere better
We’ll remember you always, forevermore
You’ll live in our hearts, we’ll live in yours
And God will welcome you with open arms
Because you’re a good person, you’ve done no harm
We’re sorry you had to leave this way
You went to a better place that day
We will never forget, but we’ll try not to grieve
We’ll see you again, we just have to believe

In loving memory of Alice Baybutt.

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Broken - by Lydia Henderson

Broken Mariah packed her bag and jumped out the window. The faint crash of a dish breaking in the kitchen made her jump all the quicker and with more conviction. The screams, however, were not so faint and scared her away from her house that she had no right to call a home. She knew that her parents would not start the façade of looking for her until three days had gone by with no sign of her, so she ran. She needed to find a place to hide where her parents would not look and she could escape that…

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I am Woman - by Jenn Ternoway

I am Woman
I love,
I cry,
I fight
For those I care about,
For what I believe in,
To survive
I love myself
And sometimes
I hate myself
I have a love/hate relationship
I’ve had my heart broken
Because I gave it away
But I have the courage
To mend it,
Even when it seems like I don’t
I wear my heart on my sleeve
And sometimes you have to earn it,
Sometimes you don’t
Sometimes I don’t miss you
Sometimes I do
Sometimes I hate you
But other times I love you
I am woman…

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Moving On, Movin Up, Moving Out - by Lydia Henderson

Independence
Am I ready for it?

Alone - Responsibilities

I want to be
responsible
I need to be
Free
I Want to
GO
I NEED to
GO
away
from
here

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Human - by Lydia Henderson

I don’t cry anymore
I ran out of tears
I cried ‘em all before
now there’s only fears

I fear appearing weak
and showing I am real
I hate my human streak
and the ability to feel

my life just exploded
it’s gone up in flames
my head just imploded
from all your mind games

when life has me down
I cut my skin
and with a deep frown
I hope my life will begin

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Sleep Apnia - by Lydia Henderson

TERROR
sinking
a floating fall
my chest is crushed
--—*——*——
i cannot breathe
eyes clamp shut
toss turn
PANIC
gasp gasp
flooded lungs
hyper-ventilation begins
eyes flash open

i’m alive
just a dream
just a nightmare.

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