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When I ask you to listen, I'm not asking for your advice.
When I ask you to listen, I'm not telling you to speak when I'm talking to you.When I ask you to listen, I'm not asking you to judge me in any way.When I ask you to listen, I'm asking you to be silent, keep your eyes and ears open, and not speak!Just listen!! 

  Cuando escribo el poema, yo estoy enojado. Yo estoy enojado porque mi padres no escucha a me. Yo cansada de mi padres no ecucha a me. Ellos no cuidar que yo decir. Yo leer el poema a mi padres pero ellos no escuchar.

Perdón

Forgiveness

People who do wrong

People that mean no harm

Even those with a charm

The one that cut off your arm

Forgiveness

Those that steal

Those who kill

The ones that are mean

The ones that cannot see

When your hurt

They treat you like dirt

Forgiveness

Being punished for something you did not do

Parents leaving home without you

People stealing your heart

And crushng it too

There's nothing more you can do

Forgiveness

Cuando yo escribo el poema, yo estoy triste porque mucho personas no tiene perdon para otro personas. Yo escribo el poema porque yo pienso necesidad para personas a ver qué causas perdón. Yo necesidad perdon cuando yo escribo el poema.

Cancion

Hey there Quitina, what's it like in Bessemer city, im a 1,000 miles away and girl I hope that you miss me, yes I do, can't wait till I'm next to you, I swear it's true, hey there Quitina don't you worry about me, I'm doing fine in basic training the U.S Army, oh yes I am, 6 more weeks and I'm like dang(x2) 

Oh just wait for me(x5) 

Hey there Quitina I pray you're doing good, if I could put in worlds how much I love you, then maybe one day I would, what's going on, it was nice to hear you on the phone, but what now since you're gone, I'm alone

Oh just wait for me(x5) 

Times for you may seem hard, but I have you in my heart, that bond will never ever break apart, from the start, Quitina hear me out, whenever I get out, I want you to fill that empty space, if I could just see your face

Oh just wait for me (x5) 

Mi novio escribe el poema para me. Yo estoy muy bein cuando yo escribo el poema. Yo esoy alegre cuando yo recibo la carta desde mi novio. Tambien yo estoy triste porque yo extranar mi novio. Yo no puedo esperar a ver mi noivo. 

Queen

I'm a mess right now, needing you now. Someone please show me how. I feel lost without you now. There's no way down, I gotta put my feet back on the ground. Thinking of all the reasons why, made me want to cry. Realizing I am strong, and you don't belong. I don't need you anymore, I am my own person, you don't complete me anymore, I am free. Now and forever...I will always be queen. 

 Cuando yo escribo el poema, yo estoy nuevo. Yo estoy alegre. Yo no necesitar alguien a sentirse algre. Yo be cansada de personas piensas yo necesitar ellas. Yo estoy triste cuando yo empezar a escribo el poema. Cuando yo be acabado, yo estoy nuevo.

Vacio

Who knows, who knows how you feel inside. The emptiness that's eating you alive. Afraid to be alone, and no one cares enough to see. You wonder why you feel this way. You try to move, but feel faint. Will you fall? Who will be three to catch you? Its a painful feeling to not be heard, to feel invisible.When your alone you cry, cry 'til you can't cry no more. 

The emptiness is taking over your mind, body, and soul. The feeling is so 

strong it is slowly and painfully.....killing you.

Cuando yo escribo el poema, yo estoy deprimida. Yo estoy triste porque yo be 
mangonear.Personas mangonear mi y yo be deprimida. Personas no importa, ellas no sede mi. No uno be alla para me.Yo be solo. Yo estoy muy triste. 

Amor

L. O. V. E

What is love? Does anyone even know? Does it come in a form of a hug, or a rose? Is it the butterflies in your stomach, or the tingling in your toes? Is it the red on your cheeks, or the words you can't speak? Is it the silence in the room, or the warmth in the room? Does it light you up and make you glow, so everyone will know...your in love. Is it a sign from the angles above? Is it the air that we share, or how much we care? Is it strong or wrong? Is it good or bad? Does it make us happy or sad? Love is an emotion we feel, yes it's real. Everyone sees how much it glows, no matter where we go it shows. Truth is no one really knows....

Cuando yo escribo el poema, yo soy enojada. Yo soy enojada porque mucho personas piensa ellas saber que amor es. No persona sabes que amor es. Yo ver persona hablar en facebook de amor. Yo escribo el poema a demostrar tan no saber que amor es.

Otoño

The wind is cold and crisp, no sound except for a wisp. The leaves rustle in the air, the wind blowing my hair. Rosy cheeks turn to stone, the wind against my bone. My nose is dry, I can't even cry. Eyes feel like glass, starring at the grass. Hands are numb, I feel dumb. Didn't know it would be this cold at all, it's the beginning of fall.

    Cuando yo escribo el poema, yo estoy bein. Yo como otoño. Cuando yo escribo el poema, yo estoy afuera. Mi favorito temporada es otoño. La palabras en el poema describir el sensacion de otoño. Otoño es la bonita sensacion. Todos la colorearas con bonita.