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A teenagers Girl First Crush

A teenage girls first crush Is ...well,crushing
Her body isn`t hers,nor is her mind
She finds herself Shivering,shaking,blushing,
Weak,tormented,sick,and going blind.
And why?Some guy might look her way.
Then cast his eyes as quikly to the ground;
Some special guy,for reasons she cant say. Whose voice which makes her fell faint When he`s around.
But now my crush on you has returned,
And so the two of us will stand on some Brink:
It cant be love so young,and yet weve learned,
Love does its will,no matter what we think.
Slowly,slowly now-we mustn`t rush.
Lets enjoy this first teenage cush.

by: Christina A. Washburn

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It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me
Yes! that was the reason
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we
Of many far wiser than we
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
by:edgar allan poe

love this poem so much!

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I AM by Amy Yerkes

I am an architect. I've built a solid foundation and each year that I go to that school, I add another floor of wisdom and knowledge.

I am a sculptor. I've shaped my morals and philosophies according to the clay of right and wrong.

I am a painter. With each new idea I express, I paint a new hue in the world's multitude of colors.

I am a scientist. Each day that passes by, I gather new data, make important observations, and experiment with new concepts and ideas.

I am an astrologist, reading and analyzing the signs of the times and the palms of life of each new person I encounter.

I am an astronaut, constantly exploring and broadening my horizons.

I am a doctor. I heal those who turn to me for consultations and advice, and I bring out the vitality in those who seem lifeless.

I am a lawyer. I am not afraid to stand up for the inevitable and the basic rights of myself and all others.

I am a police officer. I always watch out for others' welfare and I am always on the scence, preventing fights and keeping the peace.

I am a teacher. By my example, others learn the importance of determination, dedication and hard work.

I am a mathematician, making sure I conquer each of my problems with correct solution.

I am a detective, peering through my two lenses and searching for the meaning and significance in the mysteries of life.

I am a jury member, judging others and their situations only after I've heard and understood the entire story.

I am a banker. Others share their trust and values with me and never lose interest.

I am a hockey player, watching out for and dodging those who try to block my goal.

I am a marathon runner, full of energy, always moving and ready for the next challenge.

I am a mountain climber. Slowly but surely, I am making my way to the top.

I am a tight-rope walker. Carefully and stealthily, I pace myself through every rough time, but I always make it safely to the end.

I am a millionaire, rich in love, sincerity and compassion, and I own a wealth of wisdom, knowledge, experience and insight that is priceless.

Most important, I am me.