They are like cats and dogs,
fighting all the time.
one barks as one whines.
one cleans its self,
as the other drools.
they are like cars
you never know -
when they'll stop.
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Pieces of My Heart
PoetryIn middle school, lots of things happened to me. I became accident prone, breaking one thing after another. I also moved and lost my best friends. Some of the people at the new school were nice to me at first. But like most typical schools, they onl...
