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I'm Sorry Once Again
By Amy age 16
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I'm sorry if I ever made you unhappy
I'm sorry that I ever made you cry.
I did it all unintentionally.
I didn't mean to lie.
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I'm sorry if you ever thought I wasn't there for you
I'm sorry that it took me this long to see
I did everything you wanted me to
I did it for you, not for me
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I'm sorry if we fought because of me
I'm sorry once again
I know in your heart you will forgive
But can you ever forget my pain?
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Poetry - Abortion. By Amy, 16
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The day that she told me,
Came as quite a shock,
She didn't want the baby,
Both our worlds had quickly stopped.
She hadn't told her parents,
Nor her sister or her brother,
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Poetry - Never to Last and Reality. By Amy, 16
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The tears which have been shed.
The plates which have been broken.
The time has now come,
For the vows to be unspoken.
Lets go back in time.
Back to the church.
Find the book of divorce.
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Poetry - The Reading Will Start Shortly By Patrick Henry
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Catching planes briskly as a smart executive
Crossing the globe to arms talks or trade tariffs,
I land at many ports to collect ripe pub stories,
Or to read poems in suspicious small back rooms.
Who are these figures in the gloom who cough or clap?
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Poetry - Bernard Cribbins - a Disturbing Psychological Study By Kingrat
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Bernard Cribbins collected ribbons
He stored them on a glass bottomed boat
Bernard Cribbins collected ribbons
They were eaten by a man-eating stoat
Now some of you may find this rather amusing, but some of these ribbons had been cribbinses family
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Poetry - The Lost Generation By Darren Sant
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A boy steals a car for a thrill
An hour later he pops a pill
The Internet generation is cyber fucked
Life ended with a shotgun loaded and locked
McDonalds casually slung from cars
Beagle goes missing on Mars
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Poetry - from...By Harry Slater
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epitomize silence
in the cold
in the dark
there are no words
only echoes of breath
flakes of dead skin
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Poetry - Voice at the Edge By Patrick Henry
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News reports twenty-four tongues die out each year.
Every fifteen days one might say goodbye
In its own words, never spoken beyond
Scant enclaves; pronounced on its dying day
By a handful of landless outcasts
In wild tracts of Asia hard to find
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Poetry - Care less? & No Matter By Lee Cassanell
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No matter what you do
No matter who you are,
No matter if you play the fool or even play guitar.
No matter if you talk to trees and they don't answer back,
No matter if your Girlfriend leaves or you don't pot the black,
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Poetry - Eros a Rose By M.D. Tasker
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TONGUE TO TOOTHBACK
TIP OVER RIDGES TO SMOOTHNESS
SLACK CONTACT
FIRMING SLOWLY
REPEATING
TONGUE AND TOOTHBACK
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Poetry - A Dead Dove, With A Number and Two Lives With One Rejection By Mackenzie Cale
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Every breath you take catches in my skin
Lifting startled hairs, ghosting like a forgotten truth
Blissful in its simplicity.
Every startled gasp is a call
In a language I'm sure only I understand
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Poetry - When all of You are Dead and Gone
By John Crooks, MRCVS, Beverley.
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When all of you are dead and gone
They'll still tell tales of Immobilon Don
So settle down - fill your glasses, of course
And I'll tell you the tale of the unlucky horse.
Everyone was helpless, the owner upset
No one could catch it, not even the vet
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Poetry - Averse to Hull. By Anthea
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In native tongue,
You hear the sound.
No aspirate,
No vowel so round.
Aint no drop't aitch,
At you we hurl.
Our sacred river, 's known as ULL.
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Poetry - Lady of the Night. By Anthea
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Stockings of finest Shantung Silk
May keep your legs from cold,
But heed not the bitter pill:
You know that you were sold.
>From waterfront to back-street,
>From Kowloon to Timbuktu,
When into the shadows dart my eyes
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Poetry - A Satire of Carol Ann Duffy's Valentine By Jason Karlson
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Not a cabbage or a radish
I give you a banana
It is a tasty snack wrapped in yellow skin
It promises nutrition
Like the opening of a box of weetabix
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