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| Angela's Poetry |
| Love in my eyes Love in my eyes Never dies Love in my heart Will never part Love between you and me Will always be Love in my mind Is very kind Love in my care I will never share Love between you and me will always be Love in my veins Will never change Love in my emotiond Show a lot of affection Because love between you and me will always be Love in my eyes Never dies... |
| I wrote this poem for my best friend. You were always there I knew you ever since second grade, we have been best friends ever since. Even though we did everything together, I knew we would be friends forever. We fought a lot, but you were always there for me when I needed you most. We started to drift apart, I dont know what drew us back together. I have changed a lot and you have changed too. But still you were always there when I needed you the most. I hope that when we are older we will still be friends and stick together and not let anything get between us again. I am glad you are my best friend. If you werent there for me, I probably wouldnt be here now. 'Cause you have brightened up my life because you cared and you were always there. |
| No Matter No matter what you do No matter what you say I will always love you Nothing can make me change my ways No matter who youre with No matter who youre seeing When you see me it will always end with a kiss Nothing can make me change what I am doing No matter if were friends No matter if were enimies Our love will never end Nothing can make me change the love that I carry Remember no matter how much you care No matter how you feel I will always be there Nothing can change whats Keeping us real |
| Angels Around the world you will find Between the shadows they do hide Until the time they do oblige From heart to heart they do rise Above the clouds, into the sky Throughout the night till morning rise Within a blinking of the eyes Against the logic of the mind Without knowing you will find Among us Angels help us fly |
| Roxanne A little girl, with blonde hair, blue eyes Waits for her turn in line Stands patiently, twirling her hair Outside the big pearly gates Two weeks before her 8th birthday Because she was taken from her home and left alone |
| I wrote this poem in memory of my lil' cousin Roxanne Doll. She was kidnapped, rapped and murdered at age 7. We miss her so much! |
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