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"Remind me why I love you so. Is it because you have that special glow? Can it be because you love me with your heart and soul? Or is it because you don&amp;#039;t go with the flow? It could be the first, not the second but the third. I don&amp;#039;t have the second I know for sure. You don&amp;#039;t love me, how absurd! So, remind me why I love you again. When all you want is to be my friend. -Amanda Kendall, FL As long as forever I will stay by your side- I&amp;#039;ll be your companion, Your friend, and your guide. As long as I live And as long as you care- I&amp;#039;ll do anything for you, I&amp;#039;ll go anywhere. I&amp;#039;ll bring you the sunshine, I&amp;#039;ll comfort your fears, I&amp;#039;ll gather up rainbows To chase all your tears. As long as forever, My love will be true, For as long as I live- I&amp;#039;ll love only you. -Guadalupe Alvarado, CA I wish I could tell you I really wish I could, But if I knew how I&amp;#039;m pretty sure I would. Putting these feelings Into words that can talk, Is like trying to fly with birds When all you can do is walk. It is very impossible thing to do... God, how am I supposed to explain this to you? I feel so very lost And like I am all alone, With no one here to pick me up And take me back home. Now why I feel like this I don&amp;#039;t think I will ever know, But I know that I&amp;#039;ve got to hide it And never let it show. I know you don&amp;#039;t want me to feel like this And that it is ripping you up inside, I&amp;#039;m very sorry to put you through this... God how I&amp;#039;ve tried, I&amp;#039;ve tried to be normal again But that&amp;#039;s not working very well. So I&amp;#039;m trying to think of what to do To get myself out of this eternal Hell. I took your advice And wrote it all down, That&amp;#039;s what you are reading right now And I hope that you&amp;#039;re not ready to frown. Thanks for being there for me Through the good and the bad, But most of all thanks For being there when I was sad. Please remember that I will always love you, And through your kindness I know that you love me too. -Seeta Mishra, IL Life is such a precious thing; It&amp;#039;s here, and then it&amp;#039;s gone. What can we do or make or say To be sure our memory lingers on? Some people write long stories, Great masterpieces indeed. Others become great leaders To ensure that they succeed. Perhaps it&amp;#039;s not the words we say, The things we do or make. Perhaps it is the lives we touch In our own special way. To touch many lives is hard; It takes some work indeed. But to touch one life is quite enough, To be sure that you&amp;#039;ll succeed. For only if one life you touch By actions or by words, He will remember your great deed, And your purpose will be served. - My-Linh Ngo TOO YOUNG They tell me that I&amp;#039;m too young to vote Too young to cuss and swear Too young to fall madly in love Or buy sexy underwear Too young to go out and have a drink or staying out too late too young to know what&amp;#039;s going on too young to know my fate they say we&amp;#039;re too young to have sex or keep a part time job too young to keep a relationship and that we&amp;#039;re all a bunch of slobs We can&amp;#039;t convince them that their wrong so I guess we must endure the pain until we get old enough to drive our own children insane - Tristan O&amp;#039;Cain, GA Beauty is something that comes from the heart, Beauty your born with you have from the start. Beauty you see when you look in your eyes, Beauty is something that cant have a disguise. Beauty is not in the curve of your lips, Beauty is not in the shape of your hips. Beauty is as soft as a mid summer cloud, Beauty makes your body want to scream out loud. Beauty is a journey you take through your mind, Beauty is something that&amp;#039;s not hard to find. ~Jessica Schwatz &amp;quot;The Dance&amp;quot; I&amp;#039;ll always remember that special night. When I was wrapped up in your arms so tight. The music played, so soft and low. Together we swayed, so close, so slow. My head laid gently on your chest. The feeling in my stomach, it was the best. I&amp;#039;ll never forget that night and our special dance. Filled with love, filled with romance. -Alli, CA This cloud I sit upon at night Has room enough for two. I sit and think of things to come, And watch the rising moon. The stars know all my secrets, The wind knows all my pain. Maybe someday, I&amp;#039;ll share it with you, I think you already came. Can I share this cloud with you? All my thoughts, and whines? Maybe I&amp;#039;ll save it for another day, In case you change your mind. -Jennifer E. Remind me why I love you so. Is it because you have that special glow? Can it be because you love me with your heart and soul? Or is it because you don&amp;#039;t go with the flow? It could be the first, not the second but the third. I don&amp;#039;t have the second I know for sure. You don&amp;#039;t love me, how absurd! So, remind me why I love you again When all you want is to be my friend. -Amanda Kendall, FL I&amp;#039;m sorry for leaving you out, for leaving your sweater unattended in Wal-Mart, for being rude and for doing my own thing when we were there together. For walking away and not wanting to do anything with you, I&amp;#039;m sorry. For not asking you to do things with us and for staining your new skirt, I&amp;#039;m sorry. I&amp;#039;m sorry for yelling at you when you lied to me and for lying to you. I&amp;#039;m sorry for kissing your boyfriend. I&amp;#039;m sorry for acting like a jerk that time you were trying to be serious. I&amp;#039;m sorry for smearing tomato in your face when you broke it in my hand and for hiding your Easter eggs when you were four. For telling you there was no Santa and that Matthew Roberts didn&amp;#039;t like you, and for stealing the twelve dollars from you I&amp;#039;m sorry. I&amp;#039;m sorry I told everyone your secret when I got mad at you and for ignoring you when my boyfriend was around. I&amp;#039;m sorry for breaking your mirror when I slammed the door to your room. I&amp;#039;m sorry for washing your white shirt with my red skirt and for getting you sick with mono. I&amp;#039;m sorry for not going with you to that party when that the guy who drove you home was drunk. For not being there when you were in the hospital sick and scared, battered and bruised, I&amp;#039;m sorry. I&amp;#039;m sorry that you had to be there when you were. I&amp;#039;m sorry I can&amp;#039;t take your place. I&amp;#039;m sorry I didn&amp;#039;t tell you I was sorry sooner. -Denise N., FL "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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