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About me - Joe Lombardi

I am a 14 year old boy, I live in England and I love writing.

I'm finding it hard making money at the moment and i have come to this.

I want to find a paper round but I am having no luck at the moment, I hope I can make some money so I don't have to ask

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: You will remember: 1 of 11

You will remember me as I remember you, When we met in the morning dew. The one you loved more than ever, The one who would be with you forever. But tragedy struck and I am gone, And you are left with no one. Be as happy as you can be, Find someone new, someone like me. Someone to hold your hand, Someone to understand. You m...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Home: 54 of 189

Home. Take me to the place where I feel at home, Take me where I'm not alone. Take me to the place where I feel free, Take me to the place I love to be. Take me home.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Human understanding: 10 of 35

What has this world come to, Does everyone need to be perfect? What if the imperfect one was you? Would it not have any affect, On the living way you were used to? Could you put up with people like you were? Staring, aah-ing and ooh-ing... You would drink your liqueur And think "I didn't know what I was doing" -this is just ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Running: 18 of 32

Running Run, run, don't stop. Run into the darkness, I don't know where I'm going, But it's better than where i was. Will i find a heaven or a hell? Only time will see... I'll just keep on running, running into the night.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Football: 11 of 17

The beautiful game Oh the beautiful game, The ball we kick, carries so much.. So much joy and devastation, Can be captured with just a touch, Or the refs negotiation.. Oh the beautiful game, You make me feel so good, when the ball goes across that line, I didn't think it could I seem mad but no, I'm fine.. I'm more than fine...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Video games: 7 of 9

Fifty thousand people used to live here, Now it's a ghost town.. Because of that bomb we found, We pushed through the enemy defences, Right trigger, right trigger kill them as they run, And this game is meant for fun? Killing, slaughtering, fighting the war.. Like they've never seen before. An evil mind is brewing, brainwash...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: It started with "I do": 4 of 5

It started with "I do" It started with I do, This thing between me and you.. This thing more than love, A commitment.. To love each other forever.. It was beautiful, really going well, but after a few months it turned into hell.. We'd argue and argue until one of us stormed out, And each of us wearing a pout. Love turned to ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I hate you: 11 of 13

I hate you. Nothing i say here i will regret, This is my feeling and this is meant, The things you did, The things you said, they make me want to kill you - dead, You made fun of me, You teased, you laughed, You bullied me, and for no valid reason, nothing but your spite. You, not I, will regret the coming week.. as i make y...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Counting on you: 7 of 8

Counting on you I'm counting on you, to help me when I'm down. I'm counting on you, to get rid of my frown. I'm counting on you, to hold me when I'm scared. I'm counting on you, to get rid of the nightmares. I can count on you, I know I can.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The old days: 3 of 3

Remember the good old days when we thought for the moment? Didn't think about consequences - no, we just had fun. No worries about what people would think, We were free, We didn't have to think about being critisized, The only worry we had was getting told off.. By our parents not the police, Those were the days but them day...