I'm not very good at poems, but hgfan5602 is so inspiring that I had to give it a try. I graduated another school the other día (I won't say what grade) and I'll be going to another school siguiente year. A lot of my friends are going separate ways. So I wrote this. I hope it's good, it's my very first poem in a long time.
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It hurts to let go
But I have to
Because it can't last forever
Nothing can
I wish I could hold on
And think of everything we've done together
As a family
The family we've been all these years
So many years
So many memories
Killed in the blink of an eye
Yet lasting
Hanging on
Surviving
Our bond won't break
If anything
It will get stronger
If we hold on
Holding onto something hurts
But it eases the pain as well
I might forget you
tu might forget me
But that doesn't mean
The bond is broken
It is always there
Lingering
Even though it is forgotten
Never means it is not there
No
It is there
It will always be
I will try to hold on
And maybe tu will not
But that's fine
I have my memories of you
Each of you
I will never forget
Never forget
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It hurts to let go
But I have to
Because it can't last forever
Nothing can
I wish I could hold on
And think of everything we've done together
As a family
The family we've been all these years
So many years
So many memories
Killed in the blink of an eye
Yet lasting
Hanging on
Surviving
Our bond won't break
If anything
It will get stronger
If we hold on
Holding onto something hurts
But it eases the pain as well
I might forget you
tu might forget me
But that doesn't mean
The bond is broken
It is always there
Lingering
Even though it is forgotten
Never means it is not there
No
It is there
It will always be
I will try to hold on
And maybe tu will not
But that's fine
I have my memories of you
Each of you
I will never forget
Never forget
Okay, well I want to start escritura a fantasía Book, and I have come up with a couple starting sentences, but I can't think which one I should start with, please give me your honest opinion on which one I should start with......
1. Mr.Johnson's math class joined together in room B3, and sat down at their desks like any other day, but it was anything but that.
2. Once upon a time, there was a school in Grand Rapids, called St. James and thats where our story begins.
3. The school día at St. James in Grand Rapids started out like any other día for the kids of Mr. Johnsons math class.
4. Our story begins with room B3, a classroom in St. James in Grand Rapids.
1. Mr.Johnson's math class joined together in room B3, and sat down at their desks like any other day, but it was anything but that.
2. Once upon a time, there was a school in Grand Rapids, called St. James and thats where our story begins.
3. The school día at St. James in Grand Rapids started out like any other día for the kids of Mr. Johnsons math class.
4. Our story begins with room B3, a classroom in St. James in Grand Rapids.
