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Poetry’s Lifespan

Poetry’s Lifespan By Aaron Haddonfield, NJ Poetry is like building sandcastles You spend your time to construct them But it doesn't seem that way, When you gaze back and admire them But in the end The tide washes them all…

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The Ignorance I’ve Seen

The Ignorance I’ve Seen by Jordan I. Sweet Haddonfield, NJ People don’t want to face reality. But have the audacity to be ignorant. People are uninformed about a certain situation. And when they put in their input, they want to…

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The City Of Brotherly Love

Title: The City Of Brotherly Love By: Brittan Butler From: Haddonfield Friends School, Haddonfield, NJ Polluting shadows into the air. Releasing brightness nowhere to be found. Dusty ole’ cardboard in the hands of a scrawny hobo lying on the ground.…

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Never Clean

A school with a total of 2,000 students and hundreds of rooms. Always dirtied each day while 2 people clean up after hundreds of messed up kids who don’t care about anyone else and what happens around them.These couples are…

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The School Building

THE SCHOOL BUILDING The building is very big it has a libuary with a computer class in it it has 4 halls of classrooms theres two gyms and a cafeteria the front office is big the people wear khaki pants…

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MY bestfriend

My mom has always been there for me. She pushes me to do better everyday. My mom takes care of us everyday. She cleans the house, she takes us to school everyday. We bump heads at times. We may argue…

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deep depression

Deep Depression There are two girls in this high school who are in deep depression Their hearts are like broken glass they think that no one can fix them So they cut 10 times over and over so they can…

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mom and dad

Please type your poem in the space below: MOM&DAD My mom and dad use to say to me “son don’t let anything put you down.” Just as you swim you don’t let yourself drown. In my head i thought I…

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Blessing

Her smile wasn’t the same, it’s not the same like as bright as a sunny day in the summer Only time i get to see her is when the chemicals of joy hit my lungs The guts i have now…

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A turn around

It was a dark day Everything was all gray My brother was down All in the dumps But he never gave up He was laying down in the couch He was as mean as a grouch His day became so…

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Caught Up & Moving

I got in trouble in school. This was last year. Music in my head all the time. I got caught smoking, drinking, and ditching. Missed too much school. I got tickets, calls home, and arrested. My dad found out. He…

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My School

At 6:45 Am, I walked into the school and then. I went through the scanners and all the lockers were open . There was no one, the teachers were not here they were not to be found. Like a mob…

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Different things about school

Different things about school At 5:00 am I wake up and prepare myself for school. I enter the door of high school and see lockers open people standing around with there squads. Teachers telling students to go to class and…

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Looks Can Lie

Looks Can Lie My dad is a liar The lies he tell turn into diseases Everyone doesn’t have a protector When we hang out it’s like I’m hanging by myself He pays no attention to me All he does is…

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Childhood

My Childhood Happiness and always a smile spending time with my parents when we were all happy being together My Childhood Going to Incredible Pizza every other week just for fun hearing ¨Dings!¨ ¨Horns!¨ then celebrating, hugging each other when…

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My childhood

My Childhood My Childhood Happiness and always a smile spending time with my parents when we were all happy being together My Childhood Going to Incredible Pizza every other week just for fun hearing ¨Dings!¨ ¨Horns!¨ then celebrating, hugging each…

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From My Window

From my window I watch from the living room door as my neighbor Justin says his goodbyes to his wife and daughter He's leaving for the army The two year old is crying the mom's eyes were red and her…

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The old routine

The old routine As a girl, I shared a routine with my family. every Sunday morning we would go to Chuck E Cheese Always frowning at the loss of my games I would hear laughing Turning around i see my…

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