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There Memories Are So Special

My memories of growing up. We have very special memories. There are so many don't know where to begin. Here are just a few. We had a life that was meant for the rich. We always went away for the summer. So we didn't have to stay in the hot city. We went to a place where there were allot of kids. here it was cool and free. We were very happy. I wiil always cherish these memoies. written 6/1/08 Posted 6/1/08
Susie Sunshine

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Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear. theres a smile on my face because of the memories we created, a wetness on my lips from a kiss I never wiped away, and a silent tear soaking my face as I think about the memories we created. I loved you, and I thought you felt the same way but you left me in the dark. My heart still heals now that years have passed. Yes it hurt and I wish I hadn't fallen in love with you...I wish to thank you for one thing that you gave me.......strength.............Now I have found another. He cares for me and I know he truly loves me. More than you ever did. You broke my heart and he picked the pieces up...He asked me how my day was and all I could do was....well...smile, for I know this is love.
Jessica Elizondo

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He Is Cruel

An instant/ Reality paused/ Fear/ A moment more true than birth/ Alone again/ As if forever there, he takes hold/ Darkness/ An icy hand surely there to finish the job! / The drum of an eternal beat splits through the silky fabric of reality/ A performer on a cosmic stage/ But he is cruel/ Bound to this reel and now destined for more/ He's saved the last dance/ Being, fading, the beat/ Every moment an eternity/ Every memory a thousand years of torture/ That momentous beat is filled with screams/ In a timeless instant it fills the void/ Expanding, intensifying, your world grows larger/ And as it grows so do the screams/ Your world is not empty however, for he has granted you that/ But he is cruel/ He fills your world with images, memories, thoughts/ Tainted in red they dance to the sound of a single beat/ A hollow beat
Guu U32

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Trinidad Villafranca

My name is Trinidad Villafranca named after my grandmother whom I never meet or at least not that i can remember.My name rolls beautifully off the latin tounge but sticks to the American mouth.My name i wish was Jasmine for I am truely a flower that with each day grows to blossom and with every tear of pain slowly withers away.I go with the current but, I never forget from which feild I came from or who watered my seed to help me grow the one who pushed the weeds away and keep me pure. The hands that held me in place. With the name Jasmine the memories never fade but, with the name Trinidad comes a memories i have tryed to erase from my mind over and over. A past a want to forget.
Trinidad Villafranca

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