Yo! this is the first poem i wrote with a sane mind xD do tell me if 你 like it =)
Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted 爱情 and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.
Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted 爱情 and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.
Introduction
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that 你 could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story 或者 movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, 或者 feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as 你 probably know. Imaginary 老友记 can be anything 你 want them to be. An animal, a creature 你 made up, a monster, 或者 just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary 老友记 that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that 你 could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story 或者 movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, 或者 feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as 你 probably know. Imaginary 老友记 can be anything 你 want them to be. An animal, a creature 你 made up, a monster, 或者 just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary 老友记 that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
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It was the 下一个 day. I got dressed nervously, had Bruno thought I was a helper? I put on a blue 衬衫 that 说 "Do I Look Like I Care?" and skinny jeans. I ran outside to look for the bus, it wasn't there. I waited and waited, but it never came! I ran to school. I finally got to school no one was in the halls. I realized everyone was in class. I wrote a fake note in cursive the best I could. When I walked into class I gave the teacher the note. She read happily. Not looking angry at all, she 说 "Oh! I didn't give 你 a note. It was saying the bus driver was sick and there were no subs availble. Sorry!" I replied with " It's fine"