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Life can not b lived without joy. For joy takes away sadness. Fear. And hate. It brings about love. And happyess. Een when much seems lost. Or forgotten. For joy rings about the best in life. And lets us forget whats worse in ife. But joy can not live with out one thing. You. So thats why I have written this poem. It's just for you.
 * LIFE

GUILT Guilt is like a nail. Being driven in. To your skin. It creates pain and pressure. The kind that hurts. Until you tell the truth. It won't go away. No matter how hard you try. It will keep on digging. And couse you pain. About what you did. It won't go away. Until you tell.

Fire Fire is a marvolouse thing. It can destroy and it can create. When it destroys it can bring sorrow and pain. But within the havic that creates,it help plant the seeds for new life. The area it claers ,allows for new life to grow and prosper. For fire is a marvolouse thing.

Rock Rock is the story teller of the ages. It changes through time. Through water and wind. It can preserve or it can distroy. Through fossils or lava. It comes from the earth, creating many things. Every minute,hour,and day rock is part of our lives and it forever will be.

Her Everything, By: Sarah Foster** Years have passed Scars have faded Yet this girl inside Is still so jaded She had everything set right before her eyes but she pushed it away and assumed it was all lies Could his words be the start of something new? worse than the fear, was watching her hands let go, of the remains of 11 months that had slipped through Allowing him his second chance to be her everything and more letting his promise sink in "This time is gonna be so much better than before..."

Taken granted by many Cherished by few It's all in how you use it So keep an open view For time is valuable No matter who you are Take what's been given to you And let it lead your far Let no obstacle stand in your way Of what you want to achieve Keep your head high And always believe You are special and unique So take care of yourself For its your life to live And no one else
 * Life Itself, By: Sarah Foster**

I can only remeber a time when you and me were each others. Also when a day with you seemed like only hours. It seems just like yesturday when I read a note saying you can't stop thinking about me. Like how all these years being together made me feel free. I listen to our song when I get depressed, holding back tears. Starring at a picture of you takes away all of my fears. All I can do is wounder when or if we'll ever be together again. I'm fine for now is just being friends. Everyone tells me "It will be okay that you'll wake up and come back to me. He loves you with all his heart Erika wait and you'll see." How long can I go on feeling this when it seems like you don't care. Remembering it like yesturday when you were running your fingers through my hair. Do you feel the same for her as you once did for me? Is it true that you are in each others destines? I've never been depressed over anything in my life. I've never felt this way about anyone in my life. So scared of growing up without you their by my side. How can what I feel for you be good and bad at the same time? How can I be happy but still hurting in side?!? Am I tripping for nothing and do you really love me? Should I not worry and don't let anything bother me? When we talk it seems like no different than what we used to be!.! Is it true you can't be with me because I was so in LOVE with you, When I was with you all my fantasices came true. Every kiss was unexplainable and when you touch me I wasn't sure what to do, the first time you broke my heart. We've had good memories and I'm not giving up yet. My life would be crap without you cause I still remember that day we met. Everyday spent with you I remember so clearly. I get butterflies in my tummy everytime you get near me. You kiss me and all my worries go away. I thank GOD for you each-n-everyday. When your hurting so am I, when you are sad I wnat to be the one to wipe the tears from you eyes. Can everything go back to what it use to be?!?! When I Loved you and you felt the same for me? All I ask is to have your hand in mine, A relartionship so strong and a love that's so fine!
 * I Still Love You by: Erika Powell**

//**I'LL TAKE YOU AS YOU TOOK ME I still stand here alone; corrupted, Depraved by your eyes. No matter how long I try to resist I still stare into them wondering... will agony and demise. Shaking, I wonder what will come next Even though I should for the best. The more i stare, The harder it is to give it a rest. To me, you are immeasurably blessed. Blessed with ampleness. My head spins like a carousel. And each time it spins I am that much closer... Closer to letting go. You took my heart, So I'll take your ways. Haggard with your robust sound, You take my eyes into a daze.

It keeps spinning, just now not alone. I have provoked my first victim. And I'm sending him down that same road. Pretty soon I will get the revenge; The medicine I intensily need So that I can then follow my own road. And leave you like you left me... Stranded here. With nothing left to do, But Bleed. -Justine Enlow**//



I want to believe every word that you say hearing those sweet words brighten up my day. I know it's not smart And I should listen to my head. But little do you know I follow my heart instead. Other people tell me how you are not true. But I always find myself crawling back to you. Is it the trufh or is it lies? because I cannor tell by the look in your eyes. But of course I take your side. No matter when, wat, or where, Because in the end I know you honestly do care.
 * __Care__**

__**School**__ By Donna Umstattd School is a long time. It is only nine months, and I am glad. I love when break comes, all and any for period of time. I hate the long day at school. I love when that that 3:15 bell rings. It means I have made it through another day. And one day closer to when I am done all together. I can not wait till I graduate. __**My Future**__ By Donna Umstattd My future is not to long away. It will be here before I am ready. After high school, more schooling will come. I do not want that, but I will need it. I want to then own my own daycare. I then want to have my own family. =__**Destiny**__= By: Brittany Clark In the distance there is a sound, growing ever so slightly. It's the sound that beats in you, it's the sound that beats in me. Some choose to ignore the sound, the sound of joyful glee. But, some choose to take it finding their destiny.
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__Cheater__ By:Kelsie Downey Your love has wilted over me, like a dying flower, I know you will never let me go, I'll love you more and more, with all my power, You love me more than I know, If you were to cry, not a tear would be wasted, To be without your love would torture me, And still you turned away, and you faced it, She cheated on me, could this really be, "I still love you", you turned to me and said, "How can you possibly", I say with a tear in my eye, Without you I'm nothing, lonely and dead, But still at night, I hear him cry, You cheated on me, but I'll love you until the end, This broken heart you have caused me, This broken heart, you shall mend.

__I Love You__ By:Kelsie Downey My love for you will never die, Not another tear, Will fall from your eye, As our love grows, Like leaves in the fall, We have been blessed with a child, So tiny and small, As he grows, No pain we shall feel, This seems so fake, And so surreal, As our love grows stronger, We still say it like its new, Goodnight, sweet dreams, and I Love You.

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By:Jill Ridley

__The Waiting__
By:Jill Ridley

I will wait.
Love By: Shelley Jones You smile at me, as I start to blush. Is this real? My first crush. The love, the laughter, This is my happily ever after.

By: Donna Umstattd My family has grown a lot. When I entered the world, my family was small, I made number 5. When I was 5 my oldest sister, Becky started dating Brad, who is tall and funny, who had Ashton already. Then in 2000, Brad and Becky got married, and Ashton was only 4. I was only 10, but thrilled to have a new brother-in-law and a new step-nephew. So my family just added 2 more. Now there are 7 of us. But just wait, in the fall of 2000, Cindy started college and met Jared, who is from IL. And they dated and then got engaged and got married on June 12, 2004. So one more, now there are 8. My parents, my sisters, Jared, Brad, Ashton, and me. But that is not all that is in my family. My sister Cindy and her hubsand Jared have a foster child named Marry. And I have a new neice, Alexis Lynn Sell, born on October 16, 2007. So my family has grown over the years, because we now have 10.
 * My Family**

By: Jill Ridley Can you make everyone happy? Will you stitch on the smiles and clap for joy, so no one frowns? Sure you can but in our hearts we are all dying and screaming from pain. So you make the choice to end this all by cutting out the hearts of the beaten and lonely. Now the bodies lay limp and drained of blood. so you smile because no one is sad anymore.
 * Dying For Joy**

By: Ethan Aurand
 * The Great Hunt**

Rising up in the early morn', sun just over the horizon, you set and wait, for what seems like an eternity,

in the distance, there is a rustle, its coming closer to you, it finally comes in to sight,

you aim the gun, good and steady, you take a deep breath, take the shot and your hunt is done.

By: Chris Wainwright
 * The Big Buck**

Sitting high, Deer down low. Far away, but What a show.

Majestical movements, Piggin' out. Humongous rack, Two feet wide.

Cock the hammer, His ears erect. He hears me now, But it's too late.

//__**Sizzling**__// By: Coty McDonald

The people clammering around each other With the smell of the sizzling beef as they try to make it perfect, with the spices and seasoning mix.

Chattering amongst each other surprisingly with delight hope theirs and theirs only will possibly win the fight

Wishing, praying, hoping that theirs might be the best with the liquid smoke in the air that all but displeases the sense

As the meat comes out on platters mouths begin to chatter with the end so near the winner so close

One begins to boast but it is not his to be chose one beef reigns supreme the rest all out of steem.

By: Erika Powell
 * __First Times__**

There's a first time for everything, and I guess my first has come. Cheaters, cheat Liars, lie you were both me you denied.

Even though it was a party, it gave you no excuse, you still made out with her, my mind needs no more abuse.

You denied me, telling her you had no one. but that's not what was wrong with this, Unsure if it was less or more, Was it only a kiss? I thought you were the good guy, not what you turned out to be, a man-bunny!!!!!

I didn't want to leave you, I really wanted this to work, but you left me no choice! Why would you make this my first?

Never in my life, has a guy cheated on me. So this is my first, sucks that I'm in agony.

I never thought this would be from you, the way you sounded, seemed like you weren't the type.

But here I am again, yet with another guy, wishing I wasn't forced....into this.

I guess there's a first time for everything, Why did it have to be now? Especially with someone below me.... that's totally screwed up!!!

__**The Hug Poem**__ By: Bradley Hathaway

I read about how you touched them and they were healed Or even if someone just touched your cloak they were forever changed You let a broken women bathe your feet in her tears And you washed your best friend’s feet I am just wondering though did you just ever hug people

I mean I know that it is a silly question and all I am sure you would have why wouldn’t you But its one of those things that was never mentioned that got me thinking about it

And how whenever there was a touch from you sins were forgiven and sickness fell I think I’m caught up in my sins last time I checked all my body parts were properly working, nothing special here I am just a kid with a heavy heart these passing sunrises and sunsets

I don’t think our encounter would have ended up in the gospels or anything Because all I really need is a hug That is ok for me to imagine right That’s not going to be conflicting with any sort of theology is it Ok good, then hug me

But not one of these side ways one arm around the neck type hugs Or the ghetto right hand clasp fists elbows to chest pit pat on the back back Or you put your right arm over my right arm and I put my left arm over your left arm and we make this weird sort of diagonal thing Nah none of those

BEAR HUG ME MAN Take your old school carpenter arms and throw them over my upper body leaving my arms dangling underneath yours somewhere and I can barely move them because your squeezing so hard But don’t pick me up and make my back pop because I hate it when people do that

And hold me, hold me here in your arms until I start to cry because I WANT TO CRY But I just can’t seem to do it on my own I have been teary eyed once recently but not even enough for a drip down my cheek Theres just hurt in my soul that needs to be purged so hold me in this hold pose until the pain is flowing from my eyes and nose

Posted by Hillary Wood a.k.a:RdclChk, if you like it you should check out http://www.songmeanings.net/artist.php?aid=137438963548 for more of his poetry!! Holla!!

Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words. Edgar Allen Poe

By: Kaitlin Hendrick
 * __The Joys of Summer__**

The smell of freshly cut grass in the air, Grasshoppers jumping up and down. The sky turns beautiful colors as the sun sets. Oh! The joys of summer!

The stars come out like diamonds. They are beautiful to sit under and watch on a warm, nice night. Oh! The joys of summer!

People cheering at the baseball fields. Go team, go! Dogs barking, children laughing. Oh! The joys of summer!

__**"Last"**__ Caleb Archer.

Years have come, Years have gone. I'm still here, but almost gone. Time to give up and hang up my spers. Been brusied, been burned, bloody and blue. Its time i'm gone, now i'm through.

Christmas Time By: Kaitlin Hendrick

Christmas time is here again I can't wait for presents, friends and cheer! Time to eat, laugh, and talk. I wonder how many toys that I got!

Gather around the tree No need for anyone to have any greed. Thank God for sending his son And having everyone here for this afternoon.

By: Hillary Wood**
 * A Promise to my Future Husband

I long for you For your touch in the night And to be awakened every morning By your kiss I long for the voice That makes all my worries melt away With one word I long for the security That I will feel in your arms When you hold me And on the day that we are wed I will cry tears of joy And no longer of sorrow For you shall be my warrior My protector We will pray together And raise our children together In a loving home True, there will be troubles in our lives But that’s ok Because we are there for each other And we have God on our side For the Word says that a chord of three strands is not easily broken Because of this, I wait for you I put aside my wants. my desires, my temptations Because I know that soon you will be there To fulfill them all I am saving myself for you, For the both of us I pray for you For the Lord to keep you safe And happy And pure As I wait for you For when the day comes We shall be together Grow old together And, eventually, live together in Eternity

By: Hillary Wood**
 * Haze

Through clouded lenses and broken mirrors I see myself I see this world Blame it on society Blame it on the government But when it all comes down to it I’m at fault My sinful heart and unbroken spirit Are my downfalls I bring trouble to myself But even without my conscience knowledge My creator The lover of my soul Is healing me Purifying my heart and taming my spirit He brings peace, and love, and joy to me And all of those fruits of the Spirit That are talked about in church so often The smoke has cleared and I can see Through the eyes of God I see myself in a new light I find that I am beautiful And am made just how He wanted me to be I see this world With His heart Breaking for the lost souls That are crying out in silent pleas to be saved I now see who I need to be For I won’t be perfect But I will strive for perfection And accomplish it when I reach eternity

=**My Sad Valentine**= By: Erin Jacks

He said he loved me, cherished me, always there for me. But there was always something about him. He had a temper. It was the Valentine's Day Dance at school. The dances we shared were magical. He looked into my eyes, and promised me that he would never hurt me.

There was nothing but us swaying in to the music. But then, a friend, asked me to dance. I asked him if it was okay, and he said fine. But something happened. While danceing, a kiss planted on my lips. He fumed! Left me at the dance alone the minute after. No ride home, no one to kiss at midnight. I didn't even here "Happy Valentine's Day Baby" like I had before.

On the way home, I found a note on my coat. "I can't believe you." it read. "How could you be so heartless?" I sobbed as I read it, both angry and hurt. This has happened before, but nothing this bad. I knew I shouldn't call him, since he'd be mad. But I wanted to explain.

I begged him to listen to me, but all he did was yell and shout and say names unheard of. I sobbed and sobbed, but no apology was said or heard, only "Stop crying!". I begged him to stop calling me names and wishing me dead, but he thought it was all in my head. Soon enough he calmed a little, time was up, I had to go.

"I love you..." I said, just wanting to here those words. Silence on the other end. Then a scream. "Shut up!" were his last words to me. I hung up and wished my self a Happy Valentine's Day.

On my way to school, to look at him in sorrow, ice paved the highway, and the semi flipped and fell. With brakes not working, I slid and fire, smoke and glass. I heard the ambulence, but knew it was to late. Tears rolled out my eyes, thinking of his last two words to me. And felt worthless and unwanted.

The funeral was sad. "She lived a short, sweet life." The preacher said while everyone sobbed and wiped their eyes. A man in black in the back looked on, feeling nothing but regret. Why did I say that to her? I knew it was an accident. Why didn't I forgive her, or listen to her cries? Oh I wish I could have said I love you too, the night before she died.

Eyes with tears, the last image of her he had, begging him to forgive her, for something she didn't do. He should have said the little words she wanted to hear all night. Small words that rang "I Love You Too"

By: Kayla Long I hate the fact that I love you I hate it your not there, each night I stay awake crying I hate it how you don't care I hate how every time I look into your eyes my world shatters I hate the fact that I'm sitting here waiting, and you don't even bother to notice I hate the fact that you won't read this But none of this matters Because I know I will always love you.
 * I Hate The Fact **