Lizzy Scott

Love is not proud,
Love does not boast,
Love after all
Matters the most.
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Ability is to look at a peace of paper, and creat a masterpeace. A painting, a poem, a song, a story.

Ability is to walk into a room full of strangers, and come out with friends.
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Walking along the beach
Collecting sea glass with you.
Looking into your eyes,
So deep, so calm, so blue
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river,
where are you going river?
Take me with you,
through the state and in the vast ocean...
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When I look into your eyes,
My heart races in disguise.

When I look into your eyes,
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I may not always say thank you
For what you have done for me.
I may not always be in a good mood
Or the best that I could be.
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When I hear you say I love you
It simply takes my breath away…
When I hear you say I love you
I could hear it any day…
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I saw me.
That was all I could see,
Locked up in my own little world
'Til God entered with the key.
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This is the Literature version of a sketch, just something I did when I was bored....
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I have my own ways, and you might not like them
I have my own perceptions, and you might despise them.
I have my own personality, and you might not understand it.
I have my own humor, which you might take badly.
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I know you want more,
I know that you really do.
I know that you think there is nothing happening,
But there really is,
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do you feel like a man
when you push her around
do you feel better now
when she lies face down?
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please comfort me
while i am trying
to figure out
why i'm crying
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Kenney

While I was sitting in a cafeteria, I noticed a boy walk by, probably in his late teens, early twenties. He was with his mother, and she got him some pizza and sat him down in a chair. Leaving, I noticed that this boy was mentally retarded, and gauged it to be 3rd degree retardation.
Leaving him to go and do her shopping, she said “Kenney, Stay right here.” Kenney responded with a nonchalant “Mhmm” but with the attention skills of someone in an important job interview.
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You come so close,
Feeling your breath…
Looking into your eyes,
The feelings there said…
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If I don’t see you again
Will my life wash away?

If I don’t see you again
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The time has come
To stand or fall.
Living on the edge,
Where your fate shall call.
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Feeding the fire
That I wish to burn out
Yet stocking this havoc
Keeps me from life’s doubt.
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Fitful sleeping,
Tossing and turning
Hearing the faint and eerie
Howl in the distance.
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I’ll never be your first crush,
I’ll never be your first “I love you”
I’ll never be your first phone call,
I’ll never be your first romance…
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