Southwest Dekalb High School - Panther Yearbook (Decatur, GA)

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it's just as nice, to go to sleep at night and hear someone say i love you when you were thinking just the same thing about them. Marty Wallis Into The Lake Pick up the pieces And throw them with your polished Stones . . . and watch them splash. Ben Taylor Trees are human, for we have emotions. I can remember when that couple came and carved their initials in me. They were so very happy. As the years went by the couple would come back and sit under the shade of my branches. I felt like a protective mother to them, and when they came to me in tears, I ached for them. Diane Dorsey When you spoke it was an unreality. My senses had dulled and I was in a fantasy. Your words reached me but I couldn't control them. My mind was foggedg and your words were lost in the mist, running like a frightened child. I tried to pull your words together in a string that I could ready but they kept snarling and knotting until their meaning was too tangled. Finally I gave up hope and collapsed in my fantasy where no words can reach and no thoughts can hurt. Debbie Mobley Oi! 3 I have no Idea' Left is an empty sheet of paper at the desk of a writer, Or an empty boxing glove Of a noted fighter, No weights for an athelete to lift, No paper for the wrapper of a gift, Or a guitar with no strings to play, So when I take you out tell me I' What to say. Dennis Osborn A friend is someone who does not bring popcorn to listen to your troubles. Dianne Chance Aa Y ., l ' N I 9 ' , ,. fn' ' . ,zZ.'. 1 1 'V 3 F. Q s- Il Their land - the sky which invaded causes them to move on. for freedom is bound in each heart and the sun is reflected in their eyes. and leaving with regret? without? As they press on not speaking each wrapped in his own imagination each his own dream of happiness. Sandra Black Q32

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Friendship had 'finally come to the lovers who knew they had nothing more. Ben Taylor Hello River Hello river, you've come again. to flow through my eyes, and never end. A lonely heart sinks, as you run by. You're the only one who comes when I begin to cry, and hurt is there, in every tear, river please, stay away from here. Every day you come flowing through my eyes. As I look back on all the lies, a love that's lost, not to return, maybe someday I will learn, all I feel is sorrow anymore, why do they keep hurting me for? Tell me river, you're my best friend, when will all this hurting end? Cassie Adams Teasing Green Eyes Full of lies But they haunt me with love And invade the brovsmness of mine Patti Mays -1- ig - don't buy me rings and necklaces or cards and candy or fresh flowers and posters. smile, and let your eyes show me the love you're holding inside. Po ssessed Detested Anything worth having cannot be possessed You can't own me or call me yours. You can't chain me with rings or paper. I am free, not owned by someone for whom I work like I do a boss. lf you have this kind of ownership in mind, don't call me yours. For I am as free as an eagle, and who Camille Taylor Only to a point bells all , around' or a line do Sing' It may be straight in ,round Or it may be crooked myself' It E depends and you But as long as just make It is this way matters There will be Worse with Gaps in Thinking pressure Seeing hearing for a feeling but Commit- most of all ment. In me Tracy Erickson DGHUIS OSIPOYU Q Images The veil of light lies misty against the sky Translucent rays sparkle dovsm spotting the earth with their brilliant shine. A prism of raindrops reflects images on multitudes of visions Kaleidoscopes of eolors merge into hues of living, revealing shades of love. 'The shade of love is a shimmering shadow trembling on the edge of light afraid to enter, afraid to retreat revealing only a glimpse of its beauty that so many seek to discover. Debbie Mobley knows I might fly away. Linda Lee A Riddle I am blue, bursting with beautiful dignity. I fill many a man's heart with sorrow and longings. Anyone who has crossed my path, I have left him behind on the side - defeated beyond imagination. Sam Macenczak

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They come, they go Resurrection I have always felt that the difference between happiness and unhappiness was living I mean, when someone says to me I'm unhappy I always wonder - Hey you, are you Alive or are you Dead? It's like a heart transplant -- Give someone a little heart and suddenly land without realizing itj he is living again. Amy Lussier EVIL Your evil eyes Burning hot Anger inside Coming out Burning for revenge Ready to attack You creep like a snake Desperate for pain Rid your hatred And your burning eyes Forjealousy Is no answer Carolyn Hood Su ffocation Very often, we must live with those who hang on to our hearts Like kittens on screen doors with their claws. Attempting to pry then' loose Is futile. Dianne Chance be glad that you have memories silken strands that link your heart to the past memories are painful spots of warmth that we'd probably be better off without but who would ever trade spots of warmth for cold? Amy Lussier In the Wind Look, to the horizon, As you feel your heart run Away with the sunset, , And feel the wet rain Of your crying, For the love of your friends They stop, and flow On by, never to return Never to go But the ones we love Manage to slip our minds Till we pass on by the town While nobody's aware While no one's Around And ones we think we love Leave never hurting our soul As harsh as friends That come and go in the mind Th at come and go in the wind With the few words that may begin Your life. Mark Baxter X f H W I AA at it Ji x EQ Jawa f - 0221 ii S I J f s ' I Y xv '43l4,. f 1, ll . J, lx. 'UQ be