Aimee Brimson Poems

We hear you;
We see the knife you hold,
Lurking in the shadows to be told.
Outside the window,
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My teacher's smile goes on for a mile;
It's like a massive tile.
She is outstanding and hardworking indeed
Such a remarkable women.
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In home comforts... we all sit here
Chatting, giggling through the storm that's near.
Ignoring things which doesn't matter
At once it comes and drops it bomb
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You may be down but you're bright
So what you doing with your night?
Because you're too young to ruin your life.
You still have more to achieve.
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You take my name,
You take my card
but soon you'll own me.
Though respect my privacy
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Back to our sports; were all wearing shorts.
On the courts we are,
Bouncing the balls.
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Judgeful, we may be
Acting all innocent and sweet
Munching on those chewy chewing biscuits,
Moonlight shining through the window bright
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Sat on the field,
Where the drums are going.
All in our houses,
Shouting, screaming and smiling,
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Comes the time of teachers ties
Of walking through the midnight skies.
Mighty lifes we all walk through
Ingesting things we never knew.
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Great fortunate kindness you've gave me
Becoming apart of your wonderful life.
I couldn't ask for anything more
For all you've done for me.
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