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That stranger

You lonesome stranger i've always saw you but i never met you do you live on my block? around the corner? do you come to visit? sometimes i even notice you helping my community to you take care of stray…

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Maybe He Is

My 3 year old nephew is weird He says that he has many different identities And maybe some might be true. Maybe he is the imperial emperor at his daycare. Maybe he is a sneaky ninja at night. Or the…

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Annoying Sister

SISTER Sister…… You annoy me when i trying to sit in peace But i love you because you're still part of my family….. Unfortunately I know i annoy you , but you still survive with me When you ask me…

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On My Block

On my block You hear the good mornings The hello The how you do ? You see the friendly smiles. We all sit on our steps happily having conversation, Kids running up and down the street like a crazy clown…

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These Two People

Kooda B is what they call him Kooda B is like my brother ,I like visiting him When i go inside his house you see the cherry bright walls When I go inside I see the the flags by the…

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Big Bro

My brother is like a car you never know if he is going right or left. He comes home early all the time, And eats up all the food like a starving guy. Always comes to me for advice Even…

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A dad

he was the greatest loved by everyone kindest heart sweetest soul but there was something wrong something out of my reach so tired so weak so far away to little to understand they say i hated when parents said that…

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Poetry is to me

Poetry is… By Jaida Lucien Poetry is the rhythm that will have you questioning what it means Poetry are you feelings expressed in word form Poetry is the inspiring & calmer version of hip-hop Poetry is what inspires us to…

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The way of poetry

Poetry is something where you can express your feeling, if you have no one to talk too If you go on an adventure or somewhere special you can write a poem of where you went and how it was Poetry…

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An average summer day

An average summer day Is Running around till dark Chasing boys Chasing girls An average summer day Coming home to get All the dirt off Stuffing hot food Down our throats Then waking to see the sun again Going back…

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Manhattan

I wake up to sirens, beeping, and " Hey, I'm walkin here" I know I'm in the greatest place of all time seeing all the buildings scraping the sky. But mostly the Empire state building looking upon us Like we're…

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That Girl

There is this girl that I know. She is in my class, She makes me laugh. She is my Fake-cousin I never sleep. The person in my class is named. Jollie I know her mom, She cooks good food. She…

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Poetry is…Death

Poetry is a powerful tool that can be use to shape and Redefined realty as we know it Poetry can be a new experience That can change your life in an instant Poetry is a weapon that can destroy Ideas…

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This Crazy Man

I walk out the door I order number 4 I see this man I see something in his hand Some white stuff All sliced up He snorted a pack of salt another pack of salt terror filled my eyes he…

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Kelly Drinks

Kelly life wasn’t always a piece of cake Kelly Drinks makes my heart get Sharp pains Kelly Aint ready to give it up tho Kelly Kills for a fruity drink she’ll do anything Kelly’s Life wasn’t always a piece of…

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he is alone

He is alone Alone like a Tree in a meadow all By itself He is alone He likes to be alone Like a kid at his First day of school He is alone This is what he Says when no…

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