

DepartureYour vessel is waiting, your ticket is stamped The departure lounge, is naught but cramped The bell has sounded, the gates draw apart What saddens me most, is your head start A smile is shared, followed by embrace I wish more than ever, to see you face I guess they heard, they all seem to know I should have told them, but had nothing to show Through the tears, my mind hopes to feel But then I awake, and everything seems real You’ve gone and left me, without a clue why Never a chance, to say a proper goodbye I pinch myself, hoping for a dream Just one last chance toDeparture


Terrace EvermoreAs my final day of school draws closer with every breath, memories of what has been colour the mind. As the end of a period which has played an enormous role for the last eight years can be seen on the horizon, it becomes evident just how much time the Terrace community demands, just how much time you are always willing to give. Early mornings in the boatshed, late afternoons in the library, cheering for the ‘red and black’ as we succeed a premiership, or bellowing ‘Terrace to the Fore’ from the sideline. All of which illustrate Terrace as not just a school, but a home, home to the Terrace family, an endless source of passion, persistence andTerrace Evermore


Scar The HeartIts arrival induces fear Its departure marks concern The effect of its presence Leaves a scarring burnScar The Heart
The heart is naught one to weep And haughty is its cry For when the presence hits the heart The patient will surely die
The mention of its name Creates sorrow and concern For the patient with the presence Is not the only heart to burn
It comes and goes Here and there And always leaves a mark The presence is cancer Without light, there is only dark
By: Ashville


Sweet TimeBy: AshvilleSweet Time
The sand between your toes The breeze in your hair The love of your life Sitting in a stare
The times you shared By the water edge The break up makes it temping When you’re sitting on a ledge
But time moves on As do friends As you reminisce Times now at an end


Dont look back- TitanWhen you walk out the doorDont look back- Titan
please just keep on walking
don't look back
because that look kills me
Sing the melancholy of my broken heart
take away this pain
fill my life with fun once more
or just leave and don't look back
When you leave us behind
please just keep on leaving
don't slow down
because that slow down kills us
When you disappear from us please just keep on going
don't turn back
because we will miss you too much.
When you begin your training do not ease up just keep on fighting for y
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Tishtopia- Utopia for the fast footed
:thumb46070777: my pride
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Tishtopia- Utopia for the fast footed
:thumb46070777: my pride
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