Andy Basore

Andy Basore Poems

Hold my hand,
and we'll walk.
Just keep me close,
and we can talk.
...

For you, I give a smile,
and hope that once in awhile
you might turn your face my way,
and give me a trickle of happiness.
...

We scurry around
yelling about human rights,
We scar the ground
with influential words that blight
...

You know, I may be smiling
However,
I know you're drowning
In the flood of
...

I shall cling to the bottom,
of the rocky surface,
no matter,
how much you decline
...

Monotonous day of typical.
But wait-
are those footsteps?
On the doorsteps I hear?
...

Drifting
away,
deary cold lonely
I was truely hoping I wasn't the only
...

Don't Leave Me Extraneous

You are the base of my existence,
I worship you, my only denomination.
...

After all,
to just fall,
and to hit so hard
and to know
...

To be held fast here,
right now,
is such a shame
when we could be flying so much higher.
...

Andy Basore Biography

I'm a 15 year old sophomore in High School. Next year I'm taking APEnglish (Supposed to be a lot of reading/analyzing involved) . I tend to think radically, but not to the extent of being retarded. When I write, it's usually about some event in my life or some new knowledge that's sparked a great idea that may help me or anyone else down the road. I'm not a 4. student, but that's only because I get lazy every once in awhile.3.76 is good enough for me. I love to keep tabs on the election. It's really odd how after all my life I've only seen a president that can barely speak, let alone run a country, and all of the sudden politicians actually sound...inspiring? Reguardless, I love to argue about morals and other things that pertain to the world and the way it should/should not be. At the moment, I'm unsure of how I want to go about the rest of my life. Being a doctor and saving people has always interested me, but there's just so much else that gets in the way. I'll fix this up when I get time.)

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Hold my hand,
and we'll walk.
Just keep me close,
and we can talk.

Tell me a secret,
and we'll run away,
the wind in our hair;
and everyone can stare.

We wont give a damn,
because we'll be,
the highlight of our lives
and no one will stop us;

-Not even time.

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