By Lexi Nelson
Il cielo è il più bel blu
la tua città è come un sogno
quando penso a te le parole non sono
Perugia, io ti voglio bene
sei la mia seconda casa
ho un'altra famiglia
più di tutto voglio tornare
Perugia, io ti voglio bene
Your sky is the most beautiful blue,
your city is like a dream
when i think of you, the words just don't come
Perugia I love you
You are my second home
I have another family there
more than anything I want to return,
Perugia I love you
"I am a high school senior enrolled in Nicolet classes through ITV."
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"the end of the road"
By Winda Collins
shattered dreams and tattered hopes
living a life of what ifs and whys
living a life of what ifs and whys
making choices and choosing unwisely
in that respect I suspect we are no different
in that respect I suspect we are no different
beings of imperfection we humans make mistakes
susceptible to rejection and pain
susceptible to rejection and pain
but what saddens me and thoroughly maddens me
is that you refuse to rise above the past and let it all go
is that you refuse to rise above the past and let it all go
instead preferring as you continue referring
to enemies who no longer care
to enemies who no longer care
you've nothing to gain by this journey
through memory's pain
through memory's pain
but you'll not destroy my hopes and dreams
i no longer care to share this road
of hateful despair with you
of hateful despair with you
if you're hell bent on traveling this same road
in the same old mode go on without me
in the same old mode go on without me
this trip you can make alone
