by jazmyn f.
you lie..i dont see why…you know i lie and love truth…i wish my heart was bullet proof…i thought love was true…but with you loveis foreign…truth is real just like the tears in my eye that pour..i cant bear hearing another lie…you love to lie so do you the truth?
by ‘clc
time is all u ask for and said u would be back and then i see in that time u couldnt be true to me i tryed to get u back befour u had to do wrong but u keep pushin me on and when time came that u ask me back is when u said u have been with soneone else but i still loved u so much i tryed to let it be in the past time but now aftter she keep on u would not tell her to stop as u had done me so at this time im here but want be true or real
by Miranda Lansdell
There once was a girl named Roxie Rich.
Who died as honorable as an injured fish.
One day she was walking in her forest.
She got lost like a confused tourist.
Suddenly she was approached by a man with hood.
Scared she stood as still as wood.
She pleaded what brings you here sir?
Then he worked his knife into her.
This wasn’t real but to no prevail.
For Roxie Rich had stabbed herself with a long nail.
She stumbled and the wind howled.
Far off in the distance her parents yelled.
As she closed her eyes for the last time she heard the crickets sing.
Death took Roxie under his wing.
