Shannon Monroe

Shannon Monroe Poems

1. Where Do I Belong? 5/5/2009
2. In This.... 8/27/2009
3. Nameless 8/28/2009
4. Your... 8/31/2009
5. A Girl... 9/1/2009
6. On September 11,2001 9/15/2009
7. To Whom It May Concern... 11/2/2009
8. This Season Weakens Me 12/23/2009
9. A Mother And A Death 3/9/2008
10. Dying 6/21/2008
11. What's What? 12/4/2008
12. Pretty Or Beautiful? 12/5/2008
13. I Wonder... 1/13/2009
14. Untitled 10/27/2010
15. I Should'Ve Turned Back 12/10/2011
16. Two Hearts, One Soul 5/5/2009
17. My Farewell 2/28/2010

Comments about Shannon Monroe

  • a a (11/29/2009 1:18:00 PM)

    I dont understand what you are going through in life, yet i believe you are thriving in your struggle in it ^.^, keep writing its coming out beautifuly.

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  • Joseph Macquarrie (10/28/2009 12:29:00 PM)

    ur poems r so kool and cute and i understand what u r going threw in life

  • Joseph Macquarrie (10/7/2009 12:14:00 PM)

    all of urs poems r so cute and sexy like u

Best Poem of Shannon Monroe

My Farewell

My farewell is a long one, I just have a lot to say.
Farewell to all of my teachers, you have taught me well.
You have taught me to grow with the world and with society.
You have taught me everything I know, and I say 'Thank you! '

My farewell goes to all of my friends,
You have been great throughout the years.
You have taught me a lot about life.
You have been there through the hatred and the love,
Through the ups and the downs,
Through thick and thin,
You have proved yourselves worthy of being true friends.
And I just want to say, 'I love you all! ...

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Once I was a little girl wondering about the world, about life and what was in store for me when I was to go to my friend’s house.
But not ling after I turned five, all that changed. I had to leave my childhood behind and grow up. Dying, dying, dying.

I had to become stronger more reliable on myself and nobody to put me down. Dying, dying, dying.

Now that I am a teenager, I look back on my childhood, and see a parentless child, hurting and calling for help. But no one can help her and

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