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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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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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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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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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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My family is not all blood.
Though I do not care
As we have a strong bond
For that we all share.
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Joyful teachers, they are jolly inside
Our outstanding teachers will never collide.
Having to deal with classes and awkward situations
Never knowing what's around the corner, it's like a train station.
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There you were a reflection,a mirror
that was truly beautiful.
You show us things we never seen before,
the natural nature pretty and ugly.
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