Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Ellen
One of my friends, Ellen
Is funny and very sweet
She'll probably give you the biggest hug
On the first time that you meet

Although you might not know her
Just simply take this advice
She's the greatest friend someone could have
Because she's often very nice

You may hear her talk dirty
But it's something you shouldn't mind
Because thats only part of her
She's mainly really kind

I haven't quite told her this
Because I'm really shy
She's stopped me from becoming
Such a lonely guy

So thats some stuff about her
That's all i have to say
I love her with all my heart
But in a friendly way
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ok she asked me 2 do this, i dunno y, shes just weird :P shes probably gonna kill me 4 that but oh well
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Saturday, July 16, 2005

Four Great Friends
I have four great friends
You haven't been told
They are very valuable to me
More valuable than gold

First of all there's Ellen
She's really kind and sweet
She destroys my lonliness
She's someone you must meet.

Next there is Jess
She's a really silly girl
She makes me less annoying
She'smore valuable than a pearl

Thirdly there's Aimee
She lives so far away
She conquers my fear
But does not believe what I say

Last but not least there's Yazmin
She's all the way in UK
Yet she makes me less cruel
In an amusing way

So those are my greatest friends
They are so kind to me
I love them alot
They set my emotions free
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Love
What has ever happened,
To the thing called love?
All people care about,
Are sex and drugs.

People don't even knows,
What it means anymore
They think it's just about,
getting the girl to the floor

How are we suppose to,
get this through their heads
It's not all about
knocking shoes in a bed

It's gotta be special
From a kiss to a hug
Not just meaningless
Like a dirty thug

You gotta treat her,
Like she's the queen of the world
Don't say stuff like,
your my girl

You shouldnt say that
Because you don't own her
The boys are so disrespectfull
They should be all loners

So stop treating girls like this,
All you boys
Stop using them
As if they were toys.
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Boys, do not take this advice for this is ME who is saying this, which knowing me i'm probably WRONG!!
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Thursday, June 30, 2005

Friends
Friends are there for you
When your feeling low
The greatness of my friends
Is something you won't know

My best friend would be Ellen
She's sweet and funny and kind
She makes me feel happy
And my wierdness she doesn't mind

Jodie also is a good friend
She's just a hypercrit
She can be quite smart
And she's also very fit

Erinn is in the year above
And I don't see her that often
But when i talk to her
I feel my heart soften

Chase is the only boy in my year
That I can trust
He's not very intelligent
But his friendship is a must

Carissa Lucas
You've heard of her before
As i write this poem
I love her even more

Chris was my first real friend
He definately isn't dumb
It's just at often times
He can be a lazy bum

Jess was my first friend
That happened to be a girl
And she often hits me with her hair
When she does a twirl

Last but definately not least
Is someone dear to me
You might know her as Yazmin or Yggdrasill
But i call her Yazy Yggy

So those are my dearest friends
The ones close to me
I love them just as much
As if they were family
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Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Carissa
The beauty of an angel
The kindness of Teresa
Who is this person?
A girl called Carissa

Some say i should give up
Others say i shouldn't
Giving up Carissa
Is something that i wouldnt

I asked her out once
But it wasn't as i hoped
I was really hoping
That we could have eloped

But im still happy
Because we're still friends
But it gives me a chance to work
On our rough ends

I just want her to feel the same
As the way i do
But it's not gonna happen
It's something she wont think through

So remember the girl i love
Her names not Beth or Melissa
I know i'll remember her
Her name is Carissa
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Monday, June 27, 2005

Our world
What is the world coming to?
Why is it like this?
Why must it begin to fall
Into the dark abyss?

Are we really the smartest animal?
Every boy and girl
How can we be the smartest
When we are destroying our own world?

People think we'll be destroyed by astroids
Or be hit by another ice age
They think we'll be invaded by aliens
Or be overtaken by a serious plague

But thats not what i say
We'll destroy our own world
With the gases and the toxins
Making our trees grow old

We fill our airs with toxins and gases
Making tonnes of pollution
Stop the factories and stop the cars
That is the only solution
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Friday, June 24, 2005

Before i die
As i die i want to be
With a life long friend
I want to be with the one i love
As i meet my end

I want to do something with my life
Before i say my goodbyes
I want people to forgive me
For my cruelty and my lies
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Thursday, June 23, 2005

A little poem about me
Im different to the others
They think so differently
Sometimes my jokes get out of hand
And take other peoples seriously.

You may think you know me
But i say your wrong
Youll change your oppinion once you see this site
From what you thought for so long.

Im not like the other boys
But that doesnt mean im gay
I just think differently
Thats all i have to say.

I like girls as much as the next boy
That i will admit
But i definately wont treat them
Like a pile of sh**.

Well thats some stuff about me
You may think its pretty lame
Remember me Im Eddie
Thats my real name.
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Wednesday, June 22, 2005

The girl i like
A girl in my class so pretty
Even though she is not very witty
Will someone come to me and take pity?
Or is the whole world a place that is shitty?

I didnt mean to get mad
Its just that im awfully sad
I dont have a chance which is bad
But if i had a chance i would be glad

This girl she fills with beauty
Shes not mean or horrid or snooty
Shes really quite the cutey
And smells nice and fruity

Even though she doesnt wear perfume
Its something for me to not gloom
Shes as pretty as a blue moon
Id fight for her using my masamune

Who am i kiddin, i dont have a shot
Im mean and cruel, the lot
Im as stiff and cold as a robot
The only chance is for me to be what im not
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Tuesday, June 21, 2005

More Poetry
Here i am, as i lie
Looking up, at the sky
I let out, a great big sigh
Waiting for, my time to die
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