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Some differing poems from random points in time:

Babies, our future.
Vet'rans, our past.
One year to dying,
They grow up so fast.
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I love him more,
Maybe more than I know.
When I am sad,
To his arms I'll go.
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Singing for him.
Sing so he'll know.
I got a crush on him,
But does it show?
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Swordies are strong,
Aco's are healers.
Mages are smart,
And theives are stealers.(Made at a young age about Ragnarok Online.)
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Holding on as best I can,
But it's getting hard
Knowing you and me can't.
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A crimson rose is a wonderful thing,
It makes you cry,
It makes you sing.
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A neverending nightmare.
A nightmare of you.
It wish it was a dream,
Since dreams don't come true.
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A broken heart,
And broken dreams.
Another item that can make me sing.