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| HEY I'M JAVIS CALDWELL AND I'M 12 YEARS OLD.I'M IN 7TH GRADE AND I GO TO NAPOLEONVILLE MIDDLE SCHOOL.THOUGH I'M YOUNG,I'M SMART ATLETIC AND VERY SMART.THIS IS A SITE FOR ALL OF MY POETRY.I HAVE ANOTHER ONE FOR SOME OF MY ART BECAUSE I ALSO DRAW WELL. SO,HERE WE GO : LOVE WHAT IS LOVE? AM I OR HAVE I EVER BEEN IN LOVE? DOES ANYONE LOVE ME... AND IF SO WHY? DOES LOVE HURT? CAN YOU FEEL IT AT ALL? WHY DO PEOPLE FALL IN LOVE? HOW DO THEY DO IT? WILL I EVER FIND OUT? SOMEDAY,MAYBE. KEY TO MY HEART I HAD CLOSED THE DOOR TO MY HEART, AND I WOULDN'T LET ANYONE IN. I HAD TRUSTED AND LOVED ONLY TO BE HEART, BUT THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN. I HAD LOCKED THE DOOR AND TOSSED THE KEY, AS FAR AND WIDE AS I COULD. LOVE WOULD NEVER ENTER THERE AGAIN, MY HEART WAS CLOSED FOR GOOD. AND THEN YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE, AND MADE ME CHANGE MY MIND. AND JUST WHEN I THOUGHT THAT TINY KEY WAS IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND, THAT'S WHEN YOU HELD OUT YOUR HAND,AND PROVED TO ME I WAS WRONG. INSIDE YOUR PALM WAS THE KEY TO MY HEART, AND YOU HAD IT ALL ALONG. ART THEY KEY TO MY SOUL, IT RUNS THROUGH MY VIENS. IF YOU SAY YOU CAN'T DO IT, IT'S ALL IN YOUR BRAIN. IT COOLS ME DOWN, IT CALMS MY NERVES. THE BEST PART'S DRAWING SMOOTH, AND YOUR HAND JUST CURVES. THE KEY TO MY SOUL, IT RUNS THROUGH MY VIENS, ART. MY FAMILY WE RESPECT EACH OTHER, WE LOVE EACH OTHER, WE TREAT EACH OTHER WITH CARE. WHEN SOMEONE DIES EVERYONE CRIES, THAT'S HOW DEEP TE LOVE IS THAT WE SHARE. EVEN THOUGH WE FIGHT, WE GET OVER BEING MAD. WHEN WE'RE SPLIT UP, WE'RE ALWAYS SAD. WHEN WE'RE BORED, A DAY SEEMS LONG. IF SOMEONE'S PREGNANT, WE'RE ANOTHER MEMBER STRONG.MY FAMILY'S THE BEST, BETTER THAN THE REST. MY LIFE SOMETIME'S IT'S GOOD, SOMETIME'S IT'S BAD. I'VE BEEN MADE HAPPY, I'VE BEEN MADE MAD. MY HEART'S BEEN BROKEN, AND TOSSED ABOUT. I'VE BEEN HURT, INSIDE AND OUT. I'VE BEEN LIED TO,I'VE BEEN TRICKED, I'VE FELT GOOD,AND I'VE BEEN SICK. BUT THAT'S I MET YOU, AND MY LIFE WAS TURNED AROUND. EVERY SINGLE FROWN, WAS TURNED UPSIDE DOWN. LIFE IS TOO SHORT LIFE IS TOO SHORT FOR YOU NOT TO TRY, LIFE IS TOO SHORT FOR YOU NOT TO ASK WHY. LIFE IS TOO SHORT FOR YOU NOT TO CARE, LIFE IS TOO SHORT FOR NO ONE TO BE THERE. LIFE IS TOO SHORT FOR YOU NOT TO CHERISH EVERYDAY, LIFE IS TOO SHORT FOR YOU NOT TO HAVE FUN AND PLAY. LIFE IS TOO SHORT, YES MY LIFE IS GOOD, LIFE. |
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