Miracles happen all around us
they can be big...

You call me a prep because I wear American Eagle
you call me a goth because I like black...

To you my friends,
you know who you are...

Poetry is like love
an eternal flame...

Somedays I want to cry so bad
other I want to sit...

I walked through the graveyard
That dark, soundless night...

It was a little weird
walking up the stairs...

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POETRY...

**This poem was written by a friend of mine and I...
Megan...

I want someone here
to hold me tight...

How could you be so selfish?
Thinking of only you...