Slavery In slavery you do not choose, The jobs you do, the tools you use. If only slaves wern't worked so hard, Their tired faces whipped and scarred. If only the master would give a break. And not threaten like a snake. Then slavery would be a fair #life. Without fighting, choices or strife. Fright, horror and sadness All the world does is madness Freedom relieves slaves some people are brave. And deal with exploitation Slaves are shouting for salvation

Roses is red Violets are blue I love you And I hope you love me too

My present to you is love I wrap it up in a hug It's kiss is a bow And the ribbon is entangled around my heart And now I have finished my work of art I am ready to give you my heart But so it doesn't break I put it into a chest As I give you the key You should know it will be shared between you and me Please do not break my heart Please do not throw away my gift of love

I had no where to turn, had no where to go. this is just something I think you need to know I don't know what made me trust you I still remember the day when I told you what I've been through I thought I should run away, go hide in a hole but then you really brought out my true soul As each day grew longer our trust became stronger each time I wanted to cry you stayed there right by my side then I moved to the next grade Boy was I afraid that our trust would slowly fade but I was wrong we are still strong even though sometimes you don't have time you at least ask me if I am fine even though sometimes I am not I feel like I have just been shot I smile and say yes I'm alright then I walk away and your out of sight I'll just have to wait I still have my fate I am so glad that you were there when I was sad and this is what makes you Not just my 7th grade teacher, my friend

The mirror Is just a shallow perfection Of what you want to see The mirror Reflects the outer personality That makes you, you The mirror Never lies Always tells the truth The mirror Tells you what you want to see In the way you want to see it