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Daniel Tabone Feb 2015
I was stuck in a dark alley,
That led to nowhere,
I didn’t like it,
It wasn’t fair;

I looked around,
Searched for ages,
To find a way,
To get better wages;

Finally it’s here,
Finally I found it,
New road ahead,
In which I can fit;

I hope that this time,
I settle on this road,
And find my way,
To the top of the node.
She was a soft spoken lass
Who was dedicated in the arts and had a heart made out of pure brass
Sitting in a hard chair in class
She scribbled her name and waited for the time to pass
So she could make her move fast
At the right moment after class
The other girl got up to turn in her work when the bell rang
And she put the note on her desk
And zoomed out
Nervous as can be
The note said
"I'm a girl. Is it normal that I like girls.?"
She questioned its author and put it in her pocket, curious.
Little did she know it was someone she was next to everyday
But never acknolwedged her existence
She couldn't blame this girl's persistence
She scouted the school to search for this girl
Eventually she found out
And she thought it would be better to try to make this work
As love can't hurt
Havannah Myburgh Sep 2014
Let's go on an adventure called life,
you can hold the map
and I the steering wheel.

We can go where horizons
have no ends.

— The End —