rosen sind rot veilchen sind blau du likst das, dass weiß ich genau rosen sind rot, ich heiße peter, das ergibt keinen sinn, thermometerroses are gay violets are gayer, fuck this poem and listen to slayer rosen sind rot veilchen sind rot büsche sind rot zäune sind rot FUCK mein garten brennt! roses are red violets are blue, vodka costs less, than dinner for two roses are red violets are blue, stones are grey, YOU DON'T SAY roses are red, my screen is blue, i'm sitting here, thinking: WTF did i do?!?! likeeee ;DD

You are in my dreams and thoughts floating like water through my mind When I'm awake I live my life though I wish you would live it with me. When I'm asleep I dream of you, the only time when I can be with you. Oh how i wish I could look into your eyes and how I wish I could see you smile. My only chance to be with you is hand in hand through wonderland. I want yout touch, I want your love I want you with me through all my life. Thinking of you makes my day so wonderful, talking to you makes my day even better. Wanting you is one of my desires but the want has also me inspired to write this poem about me and you I swear I will never forget my first love to you.

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Why, Mom? I went to a party Mom, I remembered your words. You told me not to drink, so I drank no alcohol. I felt very proud mummy, just like you said I would. I plan to not drink and drive, Mom, even though the others are. I know that it was right, Mom, I know you're always right. The party is ending, Mom, everyone is driving. When I got into my car, Mom, I knew that I'd get home. Because of your education. So responsible and sweet. I started to drive away, and pulled out into the street. But the other driver did not see me and hit me with full force. As I lay on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman who was drunk. And now I'm the one who will pay. I'm lying here dying, Mom, I wish you'd get here soon. How could this happen? My life just burst like a balloon. All around, everything is full of blood, Mom, and most of it is me. I hear the medic say, Mom, that there is no help for me. I wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I did not drink. It was the others, Mom did not think. He was probably at the same party as I.. The only difference is, he drank and I will die. Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life. I now have severe pain, like a knife so sharply. The man, who has started me, Mom walks around, and I am dying here. He looks just stupid. Tell my sister that she should not cry, Mom. Daddy to be brave. And if I go to heaven, Mom, "Daddy's Girl" on my grave. Someone should have told him, Mom, not drink, and drive. Maybe if his parents had, I would still be alive. My breath is getting shorter, Mom I'm scared. Please do not cry for me, Mom. You were always there when I needed you. I just have one last question, Mom, before I go away from here: I did not drink and drive, why am I the one to die? NOTE: This text into a poem was at the Springfield High School in circulation, after a week earlier, two students were killed in a car accident. Under the poem is the following request: SOMEONE HAS THE EFFORTS MADE TO WRITE THIS POEM. PLEASE GIVE IT TO AS MANY PEOPLE AS POSSIBLE NEXT. WE WANT TO TRY IT ALL OVER THE WORLD TO DISTRIBUTE TO ALLOW THE PEOPLE FINALLY UNDERSTAND WHAT IT IS. Also you should copy this poem. It just happen still too many accidents due to alcohol on the streets, for which again the innocent to death. Help - this poem is to go all over the world! Who that is also expressed to heart, "Like me." : '(