Abbey Rigney
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The instructor said,
go home and write
a page tonight
and let that page come out of you,
...
When they brought it from the attic
It’s dust and dirt still shined
It’s sink, stove and toaster
all brought back a universe of memories.
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Looking at the dark tree that stands alone with the soft, cotton candy sky in the background.
Throwing your face into your pillow case on Halloween, smelling all that sweet candy.
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My body is so perfectly pressed up against yours.
You feel like the missing puzzle piece in my life.
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Some people don’t realize that certain things
are beyond their understanding.
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Can't sleep and it's late, on a cold windy night,
Still trying to think of something to write.
I'm telling myself try not to cry,
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It's just a
plain white piece of paper
untill you
draw something neat!
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When you're hot you put on shorts,
when cold, a nice warm sweater,
When your sad, and then get happy,
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Here we are,
we sit and wait,
for what we know,
is time too late.
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Tired doesn’t even begin to explain it.
My band-aid covered fingers type so slowly
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As i grow old
I notice the new toys on the commercial,
but have zero desire to say 'i want that'.
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Reality is scary.
One minute I’m sipping on a vanilla chi cappuccino at the near by coffee house with my sweetheart, just looking at my new book I got published...
And then I wake up and
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That last warm sip of your pumpkin spice latte.
The end of the roller coaster when the seat lock comes undone and you have to get off.
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I'd like to see a movie with him
To tell him how much that I care
I wrote a note that said yes or no
But my ending is so not fair
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You looked at me so changeless
eyes brimming with tears
I wished that I could help you
As my fidgeting appears
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When hope seems to have reached its end
Don’t think the doors are sealed
Just have some faith and trust yourself
Only then, will you be healed
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Abbey Rigney Biography
I'm Abbey Brooke. Right now, God needs to take over because I'm not steering too well, due to my inexperience.)
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The instructor said,
go home and write
a page tonight
and let that page come out of you,
then it will be true.
Skittle colored nail polish is chipping away.
High hopes for an orchestra,
one that plays a beautiful poem,
with each tap on the dusty keys.
The word normal doesnt exist in my mind
as I search for a word to describe myself.
I'm funny: laughter is the ultimate cure.
I'm honest: an act most difficult to prove.
I can look at things and not see them
I can listen to things and not hear them
I can search for love, and never truly find it.
Very few people find true love.
Most people think they find that piece of their heart,
they reluctantly glue it on, holding false impressions,
when not even super glue could hold it on forever.
So many judged and so many left unheard
If only everyone got a chance
to be themselves or speak what they have to say,
would peace really be destroyed forver?
That deep dark desire
to be like everyone else
still remains
in the back of my mind
I'm either constantly content
or scrambling at lost.
That vicious cycle seems never ending.
I believe in God,
you should too!
My good crazy self could scare the fly on the wall.
I don't dance in a crowd to stand out.
But because I want to enjoy every step i take in life,
cherish the now, and be who I am.
Basketball, singing, and writing.
Three incredible drugs that i must take
to remind myself of what I live off of.
Vera Bradley doesn't fill my closet
so i guess you could say
money doesn't fill my heart.
It really can't buy happiness you know?
Greed is never something to be proud of.
I see the glass as half empty
but only because we never say
what's in the glass.
''When life gets that much harder
it makes you that much stronger''
I don't need to be told who I am.
Closure's a negative.
I know who I am.
I'm that person who always has flaws.
But i accept them all, along with my failure.
I'm true to myself, and my God.
I know that the truth is the truth
and life will go on,
even if it ends tomorrow.
Now, this very bright girl,
you might never see.
Although her reflection
looks a little like me.
This is my page for English B.
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