Once upon a time, <br />in my screwed up life, <br />i stood beside you <br />for a second or two <br />it felt good to me. <br />but i don't know about you. <br /> <br />you don't know who i am <br />were in a different level, <br />but when i have a crummy day <br />your always there to say hey <br />and i kneel down and pray, <br />i am yours today <br />when i see your barbie doll smile <br />i get all wild...... <br /> <br />Wait <br />i haite barbie. <br />lets burn you up <br />cut your hair <br />tear you appart <br />this sounds so fair <br />you made my life a living hell <br />how far do you go? <br />to make me feel so low.<br /><br />Katie Unknown<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/emo-16/

I have learned <br /> <br /> to fight <br /> <br /> to defend <br /> <br /> to be self diciplained <br /> <br /> to belive in myself <br /> <br /> and to be confident<br /><br />Katie LLH<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/teakwondo/

Afraid of the world, <br />Afraid of regret, <br />Afraid of the things she'll never forget. <br /> <br />Afraid of the truth, <br />Afraid of the inside, <br />afraid of nowhere to go and hide. <br /> <br />Afraid of appearence, <br />Afraid of a short fall, <br />Afraid of the things she'll never get at all. <br /> <br />But fear is so small, <br />Our lives are too short, <br />There is no fear in heaven, <br />Where we are sure to report. <br /> <br />Fear is nothing not the world on your shoulders, <br />Does fear really matter? <br /> <br />Or is it our friends and our family that matter to us, <br />So close and dear, <br />I don't know what I would do, <br />If no friends were near. <br /> <br />So next time you have fear, <br />try to recall, <br />that fear does not matter at all. :)<br /><br />Katie Paschall<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fear-16/

Pat, <br />I love you so much <br />I love you with all of my heart <br />I will never get over the feeling that I have so strongly for you <br />I just keep thinking about how if I would ever lose you how I would spend the rest of my life trying to get you back <br />And thinking about how my life will never be complete with out you in it <br />Pat, you are my world <br />You are my strength <br />You are the reason that I get up ever morning <br />You are the reason that I want to live <br />You are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me <br />I just keep thinking of the mistakes that I have made in our relationship <br />And how I would go back to take them all away <br />I know that we will have our little fights and arguments <br />Every argument that we have kills me inside <br />But all that I can think of is' <br />In the end will we remain together? <br />And I know that you will be there for me when I need you the most <br />You sit there and say that I do not love you <br />But you got it all wrong <br />I love you more and more each day <br />I love you more and more with every breath that I take and with every smile that I make <br />Everyday I think of how I want to spend the rest of my life with you <br />I sit here everyday just waiting to hear your voice and waiting to hear your laugh <br />Baby Boy, I just want you to know that I love you and will forever more <br />Nothing that anyone can say will ever make that change <br /> <br />~Katie Bunge, Your Angel<br /><br />Katie Bunge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pat-2/

Katie Price hatte einen schrecklichen Auto-Unfall.

Katie Perry und Russel Brand bleiben mit Bildern aus dem Zoo in Kontakt.

katie sloan speech

Explores each step in the writing process: brainstorming, outlining, drafting, revising, and editing. Lots of attention is paid to the drafting step, and

tortured souls walk through this place <br />i look at face after face <br />and in each one i see a piece of me <br />their futures we try to foresee <br />and failiures we try to prevent <br />their time in hell not yet spent <br />so we hand them a rifle and uniform <br />they're sparkling boots not yet worn <br />as they stand proud on parade <br />not yet been on their first crusade <br />their families so proud <br />they pledge allegiance to the crown <br />the war torn soldiers pass them by <br />a tear wells up in their eye <br />they see themselves standing there <br />the tender youth so unaware <br />of the torment and troubles they will face <br />outside the walls of the army base<br /><br />katie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/new-recruit/

Winters days are gray <br />And cold in their way. <br />A mystery Mist <br />Swirls gently with a twist <br />Threading its way <br />Threw the shadows of day <br />Winter is no longer kept at bay. <br /> <br />Winters winds whistle <br />And bend a dying thistle. <br />Clouds of grey race <br />As they chase <br />Across the winter scene <br />Winter is cold and mean <br />As can be seen. <br /> <br />By K. J. Stoker<br /><br />Katie Stoker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winters-2/

Memories make my life so full <br />So written, they make my life stand still <br /> <br />Wisdom and reason are deeds that are found <br />Among memory books that forever are bound <br /> <br />That my family can read a life of events <br />Both happy and sad, what my family has meant<br /><br />Katie Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-527/

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Child… <br />Such a word. <br />It implies so many things… <br />Youth, ignorance, incompetence… <br />Being weak. <br />Needing protecting. <br />The inability to use foresight. <br />Dependency upon others. <br />Am I such a child?<br /><br />Katie Jensen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/implications-2/

Graduation <br />Exciting, Emotional <br />Saying final goodbyes <br />Tears welling in eyes <br />Commencement<br /><br />Katie O'Connell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/graduation-9/

I am not always yours <br />And you are not always mine <br />But when we are alone <br />You belong to me <br />And I belong to you <br />And we are us <br />I am endlessly amazed <br />At how we seem to fit <br />My face pressed into <br />The unexpected softness <br />Of your shoulder <br />Our legs entwining <br />Your arms pulling me tight <br />As you envelope me <br />My body melding into yours <br />Until I disappear into you <br />And your mouth seeks out mine <br />And I emerge into it <br />I know it's a silly thought <br />But if I could <br />I would stay there for so long <br />You might forget I was there <br />And take me with you <br />But even when I'm gone <br />A bit of me is still with you <br />I think that it must be <br />As everytime we say goodbye <br />It feels like part of me <br />Is missing.<br /><br />Katie Stacey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/missing-138/

A nice match