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• Forgotten wedding anniversary 12 years Streamstown Work stressVintedAnzac dayFry up
• Luke’s 46th birthday. Going with me to see Kes in Brixton next Saturday
• Write an I am poem with 8 stanza's (6 lines each stanza). Include positive traits like being funny and very outgoing. Include sad things like having a hard time mentally and emotionally. Include being a loverboy. Make it rhyme. Talk about things I dream about, I pretend to do, Things that I want, etc. Talk about how I act as if everythings okay on the outside, but on the inside im hurting. I cry about my past and the things that haunt me and when life becomes alot to bear. I try and strive to do better. I want to be successful. I worry that I might make bad decisions that impact me heavily. I dream to own my own car customization business with my favorite car: The Dodge Hellcat. Describe my coping skills: Listening to music, taking a walk, or entertaining myself. I love my parents, but sometimes hate the things they do. Everyone is a work in progress, so nobodys perfect. Use simple words that are also meaningful.
• Write an I am poem with 3 stanza's (6 lines each stanza). Include positive traits like being funny and very outgoing. Include sad things like having a hard time mentally and emotionally. Include being a loverboy. Make it rhyme. Talk about things I dream about, I pretend to do, Things that I want, etc. Share how I show that I'm okay on the outside, but really on the inside, I'm hurting. I strive to be successful. I worry about making bad decisions that might impact my life. Make the first sentence in the first stanza repeat in the last line of the other stanzas. I want to do better so I can prosper.
• Write an I am poem with 3 stanza's (6 lines each stanza). Include positive traits like being funny and very outgoing. Include sad things like having a hard time mentally and emotionally. Include being a loverboy. Make it rhyme. Talk about things I dream about, I pretend to do, Things that I want, etc. Make the words simple but meaningful.
• Write an I am poem with 3 stanza's (6 lines each stanza). Include positive traits like being funny and very outgoing. Include sad things like having a hard time mentally and emotionally. Include being a loverboy. Make it rhyme. Talk about things I dream about, I pretend to do, Things that I want, etc.
• Start the quote with Roses Are Redand end it with Standby For Titanfall
• write a 10 line poem from jimmy cross's perspective from the things they carried, does not have to have a rhyme scheme.
• Un rayo de sol en día atareado,Esa es Claudia, pase lo que pase.Lo es todo para todos, ¿ves?Una bendición, salvaje y libre.Su espíritu vuela, ave sin atar,Ni negatividad puede hallar.Busca lo brillante, lo bueno, lo fiel,Con honestidad, brillando en su piel.Ella te apoya, siempre fuerte,Donde está Claudia, aciertas tu suerte.El corazón más amable, alma gentil,Curando espíritus rotos, sutil.Si no está en tu vida, dulce canción,Hazla parte, con tu corazón.Recoge estrellas, luz que alumbra,La que más extrañarías, sin duda.Una risa que llena el lugar,Bello en su fuerza, sin igual.Sus ojos, cosmos, vastos y grantes,Un universo en sus manos, radiantes.Su alma, canela tan dulce,Hace cada instante un dulce cruce.El mundo se detiene si está cerca,Alegría y risas, el miedo se acerca.Un calor radiante, un brillo sereno,Un sueño magnético, pleno.Inspira a todos, con arte y donaire,Una en un millón, en cualquier aire.Movería una montaña, fuerte y audaz,Por seres queridos, historia fugaz.Brutalmente honesta, dice su pensar,Sin adornos, sin nada que ocultar.Pero si la cruzas, conoce el precio,Si se rompe la fe, el adiós, el desprecio.Sentirás su ausencia profunda,No juegues con Claudia, mientras duermes en la onda.
• Mike 77 birthday Plymouth and Leicester supporter lover of AI supporter of sir Kier
• poem for a track and field shotput thrower
• Rebecca's birthday and I wish I was there to help her celebrate.
• Susan, 65th birthday, dog lover, golfer, hiker, pickleball player, great mother, wonderful friend
• Message to my younger self. Which gives advice to my younger self to never give up or ignore any opportunity that comes your way, life your best life without regrets, tell those closest to you how much you love them, take loads of photos that you can look back on in years to come. And thank yourself for having the strength and resilience to overcome the challenges and bad people that bullied, hurt, knocked you down and thank yourself for not letting this stop you from living your best life
• Frances likes cats, strategic tasks, governance, indigenous, PHD, board games, coffee, music , wicked. Is moving to indigenous data governance from NDDA data governance
• frances has left ndda data governance after 4 years and moved to Governance of indigenous data. SHe is doing her PHD, likes strategic, complex tasks, is friendly social and outgoing
• Mine and my girlfriends one year whom I love so much
• It's about my bstf sanvi whom I met in 8th and we became friends when she had no one and i needed someone she's turning 17 and she does not listen to me still she asks for my advice every single time and she also has her jee coming up but she's stressed because of some boys We're exactly opposite I'm adventurous and she's a nerd and make the poem funny not serious. Now we're more like family less friends and keep it funny and emotional a mix of hindi and eng
• Happy 18thTo the sister I’ve fought like storms against,daylight battles, loud and intense,words thrown sharp, tempers high,and you ready to choke me if I pushed too far—no lie.Yet somehow, like the sky resets at night,we’d sit again, everything… alright,from chaos to calm in a single day,enemies at noon, by evening—okay.You, my strictest teacher, my personal roast,the one who teases me the most,your normal talks, a comedy show,punchlines hidden where no one would know.You’re not the loud, always-happy kind,you’re quieter, deeper, a different design,like sunlight slipping where no one sees,like strength that bends but never leaves.I still can’t believe you’re eighteen now,when did life even allowthis level unlocked, this quiet shift,when you still feel like the same old gift?And all those threats—you’ll leave, not stay,hostel life will take you away,first of all, rude, second—not fair,third—I’ll still come find you there.Honestly, I’ve never seen you “grown,”you’re still just you, still my own,my built-in comedian, my steady ground,the kind of rare that’s not easily found.And somehow, effortlessly, you still remainone of the prettiest—like art without a frame,a Pinterest kind of beauty, soft but bright,the kind that doesn’t even try for light.Keep shining the way you always do,keep growing into every version of you,and may you be a doctor, strong and wise,successful enough to not need my legal advice.Stay this mix of chaos and grace,this quiet strength no time can erase,because the world has copies—but not your edition,you’re rare, no need for any addition.Happy 18th—step into life, strange and wide,and still be the sisterwho stands by my side.
• hockey skates hyperbole seven lines non rhymin
• lost all hope, in need of rope, death, unwanted, lonely, crying for help
• death, suicide, rope, unwanted, lonely, lost all hope, blood, tears
• Free verse Climate Change poem in 1000 words
• Free verse Climate Change poem in 1000 words