• Emma Lamont writings

    Alone I sit alonein my cornercold to the bonemy own mourner the people file bylike fish in a streamthey don’t hear me crythey only hear the scream they only carewhen its too lateonly disparewhen I’ve past the date for I’m always alonesoaking in past criesthey said they would atoneboy oh boy did they lie they…

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  • Gracie Lechtenberg’s haikus (some aren’t haikus but we need it for the story)

    Worm There is a pink wormIt crawls so so very slowI watch it slow crawl Bug There is a small bugIt flies up into the skyIt caused a black hole The Bug 2 I scream at the bugThe black hole grows ever biggerI am terrified The Bug 3 The bug is talkingIt is manically laughingHahahahaha…

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  • Dynasty’s fall

    O, the raptor’s lawThe bird soaring high large mawThe dynasty’s fall

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  • Neviah

    the sun shines birds singyou make me laugh like a donkey which isn’t cute to see but its a genuine laugh from meyour golden hair with stories to tell Neviah you treat me so well.the wind is strong the air is fresh Neviah you truly are the best

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  • Dashing

    Dashing, dancing, brightWater so, so right and lightEngulfed beneath night

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  • Goals

    outfits never dullhair is curly and fullshe could be a goal

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  • dallis

    dallis is so kinddallis is such a rare findalways on the grind

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  • A Job Gone Wrong

    There was a person who lives in the capital of Washington State, Olympia named John. John was just an ordinary guy who lived on his own in a big two story house. He had a job where he researched animals and different environments for animals to live in. The place he most studies is Antarctica.…

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  • Dreaded Class

    class is so boringim always snoringmy eyes are pouring

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  • Outline of a crush

    I’m only in eighth grade, yet this feeling is already so clear.I recognize him by his golden hair and the sound of his pure laugh.I notice when he’s anxious by the way his leg bounces,or how focused he gets while drawing funny sketches of his friends.Others might catch my eye, but they’re never him.When I’m…

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